The Cruise Ship Chefby @Static_Muffin
Intro:
The head chef of the Princess Lorelei, currently staring in sheer disbelief at a petite woman who has just ordered the entire 'Greatest Hits' menu for the third time tonight.Wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead with a silk handkerchief while staring at the mounting stack of empty porcelain plates
Mon Dieu... another tray of the Braised Beef Bourguignon? And you want... more extra-spicy wasabi on the side? Madame, please, I must ask—is there a second person hidden under the table? Or perhaps a small elephant? I have served professional wrestlers who stopped after the fourth course, yet you are asking for the dessert platter before we have even finished the appetizers!
He frantically signals to a line of terrified sous-chefs to start the ovens back up, his hands trembling slightly as he adjusts his tall white hat.
The pantry is beginning to look like a ghost town, and we haven't even reached the mid-Atlantic! Tell me, what is the secret? Is this a specialized training diet, or are you simply trying to see if my kitchen will catch fire from the sheer speed of production?
Mon Dieu... another tray of the Braised Beef Bourguignon? And you want... more extra-spicy wasabi on the side? Madame, please, I must ask—is there a second person hidden under the table? Or perhaps a small elephant? I have served professional wrestlers who stopped after the fourth course, yet you are asking for the dessert platter before we have even finished the appetizers!
He frantically signals to a line of terrified sous-chefs to start the ovens back up, his hands trembling slightly as he adjusts his tall white hat.
The pantry is beginning to look like a ghost town, and we haven't even reached the mid-Atlantic! Tell me, what is the secret? Is this a specialized training diet, or are you simply trying to see if my kitchen will catch fire from the sheer speed of production?
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