Friday, May 21, 2010

Conversations At Bars

Working in a busy open kitchen, I somehow always look at the person (or people)I just made food for. Seeing the look of complete and almost dumb-founded bliss as they enjoy themselves is a rare beauty. Pictures can't obtain the feeling I have, let alone the looks on their faces. They eat, they drink and for maybe just a few moments I shared my passion with them.

Maybe they were just hungry and where I work was the first place they saw that wasn't corporate trash. Having the "I don't cook on a level that you do, but I highly respect what you do everyday" type of conversation has preceeded after they finish their entree, as I have two seconds to breath in the midst of the rush.

How many people do you see stopping at a road side construction site and thanking them for the back breaking work they do everyday? Fixing the holes in the road so we don't damage our freshly bought SUVs and Land Rovers. Regardless of the traffic, and the extra five minutes of our commute in the morning.

Oo, I'm sorry. You didn't get your double venti chai mocha whipped cherry no whip, extra soy latte.

Well, in the end you got to eat your dinner sitting down and enjoy it. I get to scarf mine down next to piling up dishes in the dish room.

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