Lordy, I feel like holy hell, there is no other way to describe it. Tomorrow I will find out exactly how much DayQuil you can consume and still remain upright. Ton of stuff to do tomorrow and I’d prefer to be numb while doing it if the way I feel at the moment is the only other alternative.
Watching Gordon Ramsay’s F Word right now, can’t say I’ve seen him look like he was about to cry within the first 30 seconds before… (Get your mind out of the gutter - the F stands for food, despite the fact that his favorite word seems to be fuck.) I’d kill to be able to watch him work in person.
I’ve never seen Hell’s Kitchen so I have no idea if it was similar or not, but this is a good combination between the actual psychosis in the restaurant kitchen and other “human interest” stuff - right now he’s doing a segment on Sunday lunch. “Get off your mobile and get your ass in the kitchen.” (He’s actually quite pleasant in the outside the restaurant scenes, and to me, fucking hilarious in the kitchen…) The stuff they’re cooking isn’t horribly complex, the premise is that it’s something anyone could make at home - but throw folks into a restaurant environment that they’ve never experienced and watch it all implode… (Or hopefully go well.) I know if it were me, I’d be totally screwed. I have no idea how on earth anyplace gets all the timing right without ending up with half the stuff on a warming shelf.
He does actually defend the guys in the kitchen when folks decide they don’t want to pay just because they don’t like what came up on the menu, which is pretty cool - he doesn’t seem to really want anyone curled up in the fetal position in the corner of the kitchen.
