Thankfulness

It is easy to be bitter as a cook. You get screwed all the time, you work for insulting wages, and there is always plenty to gripe about as you sit and gab with friends over a can of PBR. We kitchen workers begin to get a chip on our shoulders after years of faithful service in a field with relatively low job security. However, once in a while you think back to a memory where you really learned something valuable. You may have suffered miserably for years in a windowless room with people you didn’t like, but that one lesson you learned made it all possible for you to get where you were going.

As a general update I have been doing more catering type events and also landed a prestigious second job at Mac’s Pizza Pub in my home neighborhood of Clifton. Hells yeah. Pizza by the slice or the pie and we also do sandwiches, fried pickles, and burgers. It is tight my friends and comes with an after-shift drink, which is whatever keg they are trying to get rid of at the time. This month it happens to be Cold Snap by Sam Adams.