When the secret ingredient is love instead of depression and second-hand smoke
this post was submitted on 15 Mar 2024
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I worked in a lot of kitchens in my younger days and came to believe that meth was the secret ingredient to a good cook/chef.
What ? Is this true?
Yeah, it's a blend of umami and sour. Gives bechamel a real edge.
It’s anecdotal, but I worked in several kitchens and meth use was rampant. Everyone was also sleeping with each other. It was wild.
It feels like most “fancy” restaurants I go to in Seattle have chefs with tats. It’s pretty much the norm here.
Yet somehow a huge number of places here still taste bland and without love or grief
This is why I don't support a living wage, I need my street tacos to taste like desperation.
Most chefs even at Michelin stars have a tat or two. You don't start at the top. Street food is great, but I'd encourage anyone privileged enough to have a nice meal with a loved one at a fancy ass $300 7 course meal.
The experience is worth it assuming you aren't sacrificing rent.
Please help me understand how a 7 course meal doesn't end in a coma, though. I eat one regular-ass sandwich and am good for like 3 hours
It's 7 courses of tiny ass food
The best steak I ever had was part of a 12-course menu. It was a finger-size portion of A5 wagyu cooked to a perfect rare, with a huitlacoche-butter sauce.
And then the pastry chef sent us out five full-size dessert courses because it was a slow night, my wife was also a pastry chef, and the guy wanted her opinion on some dishes he had planned for future menus. Each one was delicious in ways I still struggle to describe but the restaurant staff almost had to roll us out of there Willy Wonka-style afterwards...
the best food you buy on a street cart from a sweaty fat man that uses the same rag to clean the counter and it's forehead
We out here dehumanizing chefs 😎💪
LOL sorry! I would never! I was in a business meeting at the time
No, actually, the word used was "it's," which is a contraction for "it is." The sweaty fat man uses the same rag to clean the counter, and it is forehead.
Thanks for clarifying this for me
Does that mean the food is good or bad? It could go either way.
It's clearly bad since they hate it when it happens.