Serving Lunch With the Oven Down
I remember standing in a secondary school kitchen at 11:15 AM, the air thick with the smell of scorched gravy…
I remember standing in a secondary school kitchen at 11:15 AM, the air thick with the smell of scorched gravy…
I once walked into a school kitchen during a Tuesday lunch rush where the walk-in fridge had decided to give…
I once walked into a school kitchen during a mid-morning rush where the staff were practically weeping over a “state-of-the-art”…
I once walked into a school kitchen during a mid-morning rush where the “state-of-the-art” dishwashing station was essentially a battlefield.…
I remember standing in a school kitchen three years ago, watching a chef try to “speed up” the cooling of…
I’ve sat in too many school kitchens where the “state-of-the-art” smart fridge is currently nothing more than an expensive, blinking…
I remember standing in a secondary school kitchen three years ago, watching a chef try to juggle three different pans…
I’ve spent far too many Tuesday mornings standing in sweltering, cramped kitchens, watching a stressed-out cook struggle with a piece…
I remember standing in a primary school kitchen three years ago, watching a frantic midday service, when I noticed the…
I’ve spent sixteen years walking into kitchens where the steam is thick enough to chew, and if there is one…