well Hell I quit... no one reads this blog anyhow and the only reason i ever wrote on it was to rid myself of any frustrations that i had about the restaurant industry....and there were lots...from guests that thought that each purchase in a restaurant show be some kind of gastronomique sexual experience to the slave that runs the food to the table for minimum wage and 2% of some snotty waiters tips...when even the snotty waiter didn't take anything seriously because "really I'm an Actor!!!" ....all the way to the uninspired sous chef who did what he had to do even though given free hand nothing got done...except some recreational drug use and the pillaging of the hostesses and the bar stock....after hours of course...all the way to the coke laden assistant general manager who's a really nice kid...just need to focus...and spend 10 weeks in rehab...wow if only the people that came in to eat knew....you have to wonder...out of the ten years i spent completly stoned on pot ...and i mean everyday( figured it out to be about 40# of consumption,personaly) who knew?EVERYBODY?I mean i can tell if one of the monkeys is fried so i have to assume all of those owners and general managers and directors of operations must have known and willingly abused all the dumbass addicts  that passed through their doors just to make a lousy 10% of net to appease their greedy pockets and have the lifestyle that all the crackers couldn't afford but could fake by being in the business...hell free booze,late nights promiscuous people,free drugs,free food....but as we all know nothing is free ,is it? Don't take me the wrong way ...I've had a hell of a lot of fun getting to where i ended up and i have no regrets..there are a few days i'd rather forget but ....no shame...where do i start...????asthe 21 year old dish pig who got fired after 6 months because i started coming to work a little too wrecked or as the junior coook working for 4$ an hour and a free pizza ,until 3 am...reeking of peeled garlic and having to wear the last guys uniform even though he was smaller than me...and overtime pay....what the fuck was that?and the smoking the drinking the sex and the insane italian alcoholic chef who told me stories of escaping a pow camp in ww 2 and offering me money to off his partner by tripping him and stuffing the remains in a 650 degree oven...What the fuck was that...for years i just assumed that weird shit like that happened to everyone..but as i got older i found out that that wasn't true...i was getting an exceptional education...by attempting to play music at every opportunity and by being in the restaurant business i was being  shown things on the darker side of life.....to be continued

crab brulee now you think your on to something but no already been done...everthings been done so what

been too long nothing to say....summer clientele like dumb fish that bump against aquarium walls bump bump bump....more food please...don't know when they're being had for a buck...I do so love them to pieces....guest in total bitch...everyone of staff tell me so,,,,smart bitch though gets good service a special attention cause no one wants to deal with the bitch...oh how  i adore marco pierre white...now thats some funny shit

fondue...and that's all I have for today........

old bats...in their knickers oh my lord I don't know.come in at 5 for a party at 7 and start rearranging the seating so they're all freaking back to back with no access room for service.what the hell?then get indignent when they have to pass plates back and forth like they're at grandmas or at the beverly hillbillies using the pot passer crazy crazy people oh well another day in paradise

ah the critic....or cricket...making annoying noises when you least want them to...okay everyone has an opinion ,but to have a well thought out or educated opinion is rare it seems....moms day for example....we were trashed on a website where a guest was not happy with what they recieved....to say so when you'rein the restaurant would be the logical thing so the establishment could possibly change your experience to something positive or at least be given a chance to make you happy.....NO...rather you go on a public format to bitch and complain that you weren't happy....no french toast for junior...well we were not offering that on the menu...you only had 21 different choices that you could have made....you are correct ...any idiot can make french toast given that you have the ingredients...I guess you're little brat would have enjoyed garlic parmesan french toast as that was the only style of bread we were using at the time...an enquiry as to whether a childrens menu was offered would have probably made your mothers day much more enjoyable..in response to your food taking time to get to you and the quality of it..well I don't think you were pleased that junior couldn't get what you thought they wanted,so we lost the battle of happiness long before it started.....if your food was cold and not to your satisfaction why in hell's half acre didn't you send it back?I'm sure we could have rectified the situation...you'd rather selfishly go home and flagelate in front of your keyboard on a blog that no one really reads about what a dreadful time you had.....in response to your fawlty towers comment...yes the menu was designed to be fast and efficient for the 250 meals that were processed in the 5 hours that the brunch menu was served....at least you didn't leave crying that the restaurant spoiled your mother's day....you probably didthat to yourself the day you and the giant monkey that you hump ,fornicated to create junior...do yourself a favour and stay home on amateur day next year...whip out the frying pan and make idiots french toast...you'll be a lot happier....new years,mothers day,valentines day are big money days...and only the people that don't dine regularly go out......as far as there being a lot of toddlers in the restaurant I would say there was maybe 15 all day and I don't recall thinking that any of them were paying the bills or buying a drink....maybe I should charge for heating up pablum...gee there's an excellent money maker...food that you bring in yourself.....so you self indulgent turd ,just like me,go to starbucks,buy a muffin order a lot fat/nofat cappucino with extra whip,put sugar in it ,feel good that you've insulted some one that worked long and hard to get where they are in life and does try everday....put on the food network,watch some pro wrestling...take the time to learn what you're talking about ,and maybe,just maybe you'll be less likely to be a flat bottomed rudderless boat sailing down the river of life smashing into the rock like english muffins that are scattered about the shores.......oh yeah one more thing it's foie gras...not foix gras you doltxoxoxoxchef posting at dinehere.ca reviews...find it yourself....restaurants don't like children...they don't drink booze.......yaddayadddayaddayyadddahey

lunch the bane of all exsistance I ordered salmon/no rice why didn't i get extra vegetables....oh fug I don't know...why didn't you get extra salmon.my car didn't come with free air conditioning even though i passed on the automatic window option...are people really this stunned..guess so where in the grand scheme of the universe did we only get the intelligence gene in some and not in others or the ability to understand that a little advance notice goes a long way?why gord why?every week you yell and scream about things that should be understood.Right?like why serve the steak when you have no idea how it's cooked....moo..poor louross it's not his fault he's short and has a bad haircut....mmmmmmsweaty chef food...all about the entertainment value...oh how I hope the fat sweaty,insecure guy wins,just so he can make 250000 dollars for a one year job....who came up with precooked meat ,so more time can be spent on presentation...yuck...i don't even want to know where they use something like that....golf courses possibly