A super detailed behind the scenes, the kitchen work is strong, in a restaurant of that category it must be another level. I don't think there are any Michelin star restaurants in my country.
I always like to record memories of all places i have worked. I have many such videos, like this one. And yes, the Kitchen Porter is a thankless job. Often the first to go to work and the last to leave. You have to deal with all the trash, and do all the jobs nobody wants to do.
It's an honest job and very physical too. I love it as it's just as hard as Warehouse work, which is another of my favourite type of work. It's my gym and training ground, so i don't treat it as work, and i enjoy it very much!
Adam's looks like a very nice kitchen to work in, very well maintained, lit, appointed, and clean. I definitely have kitchen envy! I have just resurfaced my counters with fresh formica, stainless being far beyond my reach. I also have copper bottom pots and pans and love them, especially when I manage to shine them up properly. Nothing glows like copper IMHO, and they work so well to even heat distribution and resist corrosion. I have an aesthetic weakness for them as were they redheads with green eyes, like my sons' mothers.
You pace yourself below a frantic scramble, but at a sustained rate that bears thoughtfulness in high productivity, optimal for a commercial environment, I feel.
I enjoy seeing the work, perhaps because I enjoy it so. Residential repair and construction is like making pieces and assembling puzzles we live in. Everything about it is entertaining to me. It is good to see a man that enjoys working, at it. Practiced motions reveal experience and evokes confidence. It's pleasant observing the best of us doing what they are good at, and I think almost everyone feels the same.
It's a very well world you know, as it turned out that the owner (Adam) is related to a bunch of people whom i volunteered for (and made a name for) during my time hitchhiking across England to Istanbul. Whilst in England i had worked as a volunteer/Barista at the World Peace Cafe in the new age Buddhism organization for profit (not traditional Buddhism, but this new age new order shit) called the Kadampa Buddhists. These guys have centers all over the world.
I happened to volunteer for those guys for a total of 9 months on and off, at a place called Kelmarsh and Thornby Hall. Adam's in-laws used to be the Admin staff at the Kadampa World Peace Cafe complexes.
One day the in-laws turned up, after 5 years of not seeing me, and instantly recognised me. I was known as the rebel trouble maker filled with a love for the Dharma. I became part of the furniture there.
Anyway, Adam's was well kept and cleaned due to, without boasting, my love and care. When i got there it was in a STATE. Most of the cleaning work i did, and as you see my frantic pace, i lament that i never got to record during the busy times. Upon reflection it's because i had no time to film, due to the IMMENSE, work loads, that i had increasingly became burdened by, adding to the fact that my colleague (the black dude that i almost came to blows with - he i considered a comrade, unjabbed but absolutely clueless, at almost 30, divorced and with a child he cannot take care of), became increasingly lazy.
I heard from my ex-colleagues at Adams that all the runners, front of house, waiters and waitresses miss me there. All the managers too. I was very different, i treated them all like family. Often i would spend at least 40% of my monthly salary buying these guys food, drinks, snacks, all throughout the year, to keep people's spirits up.
I loved Adam's restaurant, and would pull overtime for them without pay out of my own volition. In the end though, I was just another number.
At least I gained much skills, and improved on my sense of time-keeping. I learnt much at this job, and it's nice to know that i had made a difference there. Without having worked at Pizza Express during 2022, i would never have been able to land this Michelin job.
In terms of red heads, yes we had a few red heads there, even European ones too (probably dyed their hair LOL), that could never escape my charm. I know because i would always be tied down to my potwash area, but the ladies would ALWAYS find an excuse to come in to fiddle with things, and make noise, and seek banter.
A super detailed behind the scenes, the kitchen work is strong, in a restaurant of that category it must be another level. I don't think there are any Michelin star restaurants in my country.
thanks Elianis @gelart !
I always like to record memories of all places i have worked. I have many such videos, like this one. And yes, the Kitchen Porter is a thankless job. Often the first to go to work and the last to leave. You have to deal with all the trash, and do all the jobs nobody wants to do.
It's an honest job and very physical too. I love it as it's just as hard as Warehouse work, which is another of my favourite type of work. It's my gym and training ground, so i don't treat it as work, and i enjoy it very much!
Thanks for stopping by!
LOL All my gals love it when I flex my pecs.
Adam's looks like a very nice kitchen to work in, very well maintained, lit, appointed, and clean. I definitely have kitchen envy! I have just resurfaced my counters with fresh formica, stainless being far beyond my reach. I also have copper bottom pots and pans and love them, especially when I manage to shine them up properly. Nothing glows like copper IMHO, and they work so well to even heat distribution and resist corrosion. I have an aesthetic weakness for them as were they redheads with green eyes, like my sons' mothers.
You pace yourself below a frantic scramble, but at a sustained rate that bears thoughtfulness in high productivity, optimal for a commercial environment, I feel.
I enjoy seeing the work, perhaps because I enjoy it so. Residential repair and construction is like making pieces and assembling puzzles we live in. Everything about it is entertaining to me. It is good to see a man that enjoys working, at it. Practiced motions reveal experience and evokes confidence. It's pleasant observing the best of us doing what they are good at, and I think almost everyone feels the same.
Thanks!
Ahh...i knew you would enjoy the video!
Here's Adam's website for his restaurant https://www.adamsrestaurant.co.uk/
It's a very well world you know, as it turned out that the owner (Adam) is related to a bunch of people whom i volunteered for (and made a name for) during my time hitchhiking across England to Istanbul. Whilst in England i had worked as a volunteer/Barista at the World Peace Cafe in the new age Buddhism organization for profit (not traditional Buddhism, but this new age new order shit) called the Kadampa Buddhists. These guys have centers all over the world.
I happened to volunteer for those guys for a total of 9 months on and off, at a place called Kelmarsh and Thornby Hall. Adam's in-laws used to be the Admin staff at the Kadampa World Peace Cafe complexes.
One day the in-laws turned up, after 5 years of not seeing me, and instantly recognised me. I was known as the rebel trouble maker filled with a love for the Dharma. I became part of the furniture there.
Anyway, Adam's was well kept and cleaned due to, without boasting, my love and care. When i got there it was in a STATE. Most of the cleaning work i did, and as you see my frantic pace, i lament that i never got to record during the busy times. Upon reflection it's because i had no time to film, due to the IMMENSE, work loads, that i had increasingly became burdened by, adding to the fact that my colleague (the black dude that i almost came to blows with - he i considered a comrade, unjabbed but absolutely clueless, at almost 30, divorced and with a child he cannot take care of), became increasingly lazy.
I heard from my ex-colleagues at Adams that all the runners, front of house, waiters and waitresses miss me there. All the managers too. I was very different, i treated them all like family. Often i would spend at least 40% of my monthly salary buying these guys food, drinks, snacks, all throughout the year, to keep people's spirits up.
I loved Adam's restaurant, and would pull overtime for them without pay out of my own volition. In the end though, I was just another number.
At least I gained much skills, and improved on my sense of time-keeping. I learnt much at this job, and it's nice to know that i had made a difference there. Without having worked at Pizza Express during 2022, i would never have been able to land this Michelin job.
In terms of red heads, yes we had a few red heads there, even European ones too (probably dyed their hair LOL), that could never escape my charm. I know because i would always be tied down to my potwash area, but the ladies would ALWAYS find an excuse to come in to fiddle with things, and make noise, and seek banter.
It was a good time overall.