|By Chefmanny (Chefmanny) on Wednesday, August 22, 2001 - 05:17 pm: Edit|
I'm messing w/ you too, I had not seen a post from you in so long I thought you took on another personality! Yes, I have created a few pseudonysms for myself ,not to hide, just to have fun, I was Chef Clinton, Devine and I forgot who else.
|By TMarta on Wednesday, August 22, 2001 - 08:19 pm: Edit|
YOU were Chef Clinton? Consider yourself slapped!
|By ChefHarpo on Wednesday, August 22, 2001 - 10:34 pm: Edit|
|By Chefspike (Chefspike) on Wednesday, August 22, 2001 - 10:37 pm: Edit|
Hey People, What happen to the stories?
This thread was for stories, Yes?
|By TMarta on Thursday, August 23, 2001 - 03:49 pm: Edit|
OK A quick one
A woman stopped me in the pet food aisle of the supermarket and asked me how to prepare a vegetable dish that she liked in a microwave. I said that I was unfamiliar with that particular dish, and that I don't prepare foods in a microwave. The she said, "Oh, it isn't a microwave, it's a toaster oven"!!!
(or two)The checkout girl rang up my whipping cream and asked me how to make whipped cream, as it didn't come out when she tried it. "What? Do you add sugar and use a beater?"
I gathered my thoughts with difficulty after that and gave her a crash course. I didn't dare shoot for flavored or stablized.
|By ImDaChef on Thursday, August 23, 2001 - 11:17 pm: Edit|
Um TMarta, I am so lost. What did she mean how do you make it? Add sugar? Use a beater? Was she shaking it or something? I'm not trying to be mean, I just wonder what she doing for it not to come out. I've never heard of whipped cream "not coming out." Even my hubby is a bit perplexed. Please tell me what you told her.
|By TMarta on Friday, August 24, 2001 - 03:47 pm: Edit|
I was so shaken by the question, MINDBOGGLED is the word, that I didn't even ask her what in heaven's name she DID do!
I figured this had to be handled gently, but really, my mind was as reeling as yours is. I stammered, "Yes,beaters. I'm sure that you'd want to add a little sugar. Make sure it's cold...." and I started to caution her about overbeating it, but I somehow felt that that might be too much for her. I know that I said more, but I walked out, incredulous at what she said, and only then did it sink in that I should have asked her what in the world she managed to do wrong! My son, husband, niece, everyone wants to know what she did. This is one of the few times that I felt that ignorance is bliss....but apparently not for her, as ignorance kept her from making whipped cream!
|By TMarta on Friday, August 24, 2001 - 07:38 pm: Edit|
Isn't anybody else having any fun?
Try this one on:
An elderly man was our last diner one Sunday and when he was finished, he had me called out of the kitchen. "Do you make potato salad?" I said that I did, thinking that he wanted to place an order.Then he proceded to tell me HOW to make
potato salad. I said, "Sir, I said that I do make
potato salad". He told me his name and said, "So what does THAT mean to you?" Well, we are located in a small town, near a group of small towns, and there were 60 founding families here. A few of the names have died out, so there are recurring names with most of the power here, but his name was NOT one of them. I said that it meant to me that he was not from here, like me. He laughed and said, "No, it's a German name, so let me tell you how to make German potato salad. You did it all wrong". I said, " I don't make German potato salad". He said, "Well, it was HOT". I finally got it. "Those were butter-herbed potatoes with dinner. It wasn't potato salad'. He said, "Oh. No wonder it didn't taste anything like potato salad. I thought that you were trying for potato salad. I WOULD HAVE ENJOYED IT." !!!!!!!
Then he tried to tell me how to make potato salad again. I sent him packing!
|By ImDaChef on Friday, August 24, 2001 - 11:15 pm: Edit|
Ok TMarta. I'm glad I'm not the only one confused here. Between kids that don't know rice and whipped cream that doesn't "come out" I'm not sure what's going on here. My hubby bugged me all day...did you ever find out what happened with the whipped cream?" LOL. It was a good one, I must say.
I have a "YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE THIS!!!"
We had a luncheon buffet today. The client asked if we could arrive early so she could inspect the food. I was a bit confused by her request but did as she asked. We showed her everything and figured she'd be happy. Well, this woman went through every pan I had tasting everything. I didn't mind the tasting...but she just dug in with hands and fingers...I mean she scooped up a handful of salad and shoved it in her mouth. Picked up the dressing and was about to take a slurp but I took the container away from her. I tried to hand her a spoon but she moved on to the potatoes. Scooped up a bit with two fingers. I'm behind her asking her not to do that for health reasons...her comment, she was paying for it. I'm waving a spoon at her begging her to please, please use tasting spoons if she just had to taste the food, but she waved me off and kept going. I looked at my husband who was just as shocked but he laughed at me and turned away. (I owe you for that one dear!) I took off after the woman again. She was on the truck, scooping lemonade out of one of the cambros, with her hands. I had had enough by then. I got totally pissed and she could not understand why I was so upset. She said that her family and friends always ate with their hands but I wasn't buying that. I made her sign a waiver that I was not responsible if anyone got sick from the food and threatened to pack up every crouton if she touched another thing without using a spoon. I told her that if she wanted to taste anything else, we would be happy to make her a plate of everything and she could eat until she passed out, but stay out of the pans. It was all I could do not to boot her in the rear and leave. Everyone working the event laughed until they were blue. I was fuming. I've never encountered anything like it and hope I never do again. My nerves are shot! Happy Friday everyone.
|By chefspyke on Saturday, August 25, 2001 - 12:20 am: Edit|
sounds like a women i made a cake for once.
stuck her finger right in the side, up to her last knuckle. the whole kitchen went quiet.
then we all started to laugh...except her.
she left, without the cake, and without paying.
whats up with this? what are people thinking!
|By Chefmanny (Chefmanny) on Saturday, August 25, 2001 - 05:51 pm: Edit|
non-people are morons around food, that's it plain and simple!!!
|By TMarta on Saturday, August 25, 2001 - 08:42 pm: Edit|
Anyone encounter this? My niece, (who is my business partner), came to the kitchen blanched two weeks ago. "Did you see them?! The people with the dog?!" Now this girl is 30, not led a sheltered life and is 6'1"...not much scares her.( By the way, she is well proportioned, really a beauty, has a good sense of humor and a kind heart, and although I don't want to lose her...is quite available...The only ad you'll ever see me place here!) Anyway, people came in with a snarling Rotweiller-mix, without a leash, barely holding it by its collar. She wanted to get rid of them anyway, because what would they do with the dog? They couldn't tie it outside without a leash.
They asked about sandwiches. We don't do sandwiches, unless it is on the menu for the day. And we don't do lunch on Saturdays. They kept asking every possibility. And she couldn't get them out. She tried everything that she could come up with in a polite way, and then got mad, but was afraid that they would turn the dog loose! She felt threatened one of the few times in her life!
ImDaChef, I don't know how you controlled yourself with that woman!
I am losing too much sleep and time over the whipped cream...when she asked if you use beaters, maybe she wanted to know if that part was right. The ONLY thing that I can come up with is that maybe she overwhipped and made "butter".
|By ImDaChef on Sunday, August 26, 2001 - 01:05 pm: Edit|
TMarta, it wasn't easy. I still want to kill her. But she's not worth the labor cost. LOL
I got a baked chicken recipe for you all. My hubby said he got it from one of the cooks.
Baked Chicken Recipe
1 cup melted butter
1 cup stuffing
1 cup popcorn
Salt and pepper to taste
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Brush chicken well with melted butter, salt and pepper.
Fill cavity with stuffing and popcorn.
Place in baking pan in oven.
Listen for popping sounds; when the chicken's ass blows out the oven door and flies across the room, the chicken is done.
|By TMarta on Sunday, August 26, 2001 - 08:48 pm: Edit|
Oh my God, that is as bad as the Elephant Stew recipe..you know, if there are a few extra guests, add a rabbit,but not unless you have to because most people don't like to find hare in their stew.
Are we the only ones here?
Are we THAT lame...( I know that this last post is...this is a test..tell us that we are LAME!)
By the way, do you or your husband know how to make a mellow conversion of baking chocolate from cocoa? I am up to here in cocoa, but I need a lighter version as in good baking chocolate for certain recipes. Everything I've tried turns out on the fudgy side. Good for some cakes and brownies, etc., but not fine enough for cookies and some cakes.
|By ImDaChef on Tuesday, August 28, 2001 - 10:09 am: Edit|
TMarta, me personally have no idea. I leave that kind of stuff to the pros. I'll ask hubby though.