The restaurant that does its food prep like this:
And the restaurant that thaws its chicken like this:
The restaurant that serves its chili with a bolt and screw in it:
The restaurant that felt compelled to put up this sign:
And — yikes — the restaurant that felt compelled to put up this one:
The restaurant that has big rats running around the back:
And the restaurant that has little ones out front:
The restaurant where the cook sprays pesticides out front while wearing his apron:
And the restaurant with this charming mirror:
The restaurant that has been THROUGH it:
And, well, ditto for this restaurant:
The restaurant that feels the need to brag about this:
And the restaurant with a server who pulls this hustle:
The restaurant where the workers stand on the counter (near the food prep station) without shoes on:
And the restaurant that dumps giant vats of grease down the sewer on the sly:
A croissant on an upside down plate and coffee in a ramekin. A fresh look at the word “luxury.”
Why would they need to cut it this way?
They’re not dirty, they were designed this way.
It seems logical but...
Your knees should feel “comfortable”.
Ketchup in a shaker? This is something new.