Twilight: The Dirtbag Line Cook Saga
Team Edward? No way
Team Jacob? Not a chance
I am Team Alex.
This dude is a bad ass. He worked for a major record distributor for a bunch of years, and lived a life most of us dream about. He partied with rock stars and got paid to do it. When the record business went to hell and his company shut down, what did he do? Did he find another high paying job in the music industry? No, he packed up his briefcase and went to culinary school. He worked hard and finished school only to find himself making minimum wage and tossing salads. Wait a second, that doesn’t sound right. He found himself working the pantry station at a decent seafood restaurant downtown. He spent his days shucking oysters for the masses, all the while keeping a smile on and having a great attitude. I watched him move his way up through the lunch stations and eventually find himself committing the culinary cardinal sin. He volunteered to transfer to the pastry department as an assistant. He immediately fit in and found a new home.
That’s enough about his life history. This tale is not about how nice of a guy he is or how hard of a worker he is. This is about the day he proved to us all that he was a crazy motherfucker. It all started with a dare to “go big.” He was challenged to pound a glass full of beef blood. Not so crazy you say. This was not a glass of fresh steak loving, it was the blood that collected at the bottom of the cryovac bag of a wet aged strip loin. The shit was thick and brownish looking. Not something most people would willingly drink. The best part about the whole thing? It was all caught on tape.
Nice work Alex, you managed to impress me and our fellow soldiers that day.