New glasses for ‘spectacle guy’.
Somehow I am working as a line cook during brunch at the Slanted Door.
The printer start chattering away and foot upon foot of tickets starts rolling in: large parties of people, huge numbers of entrees, items that are unfamiliar.
I ask my coworkers about the bizarre items on the tickets and they don’t really know.
Erik Adkins appears from somewhere and tells me, don’t pay any attention to the food, you just have to pick out the drinks.
I try to sort through the feet of orders, looking for drinks, but still, the items are unfamiliar.
“Where’s the Whey for this drink?” I ask, “I can’t find it in the reach in.”
He says, “Who ordered that drink? It’s been 86’d.”
Funny. It has been over 15 years since I worked as a brunch line cook, yet it is still the touchstone for my unconscious mind to express fear and anxiety.