You know I’m winding down with blogging when the posts come at night….
So, restaurant world. You are surrounded by food. You can taste just about anything you want. Do you know how hard it is to eat a meal while working in a restaurant? Let’s just say the old joking adage of eating over a garbage can is about on par. Scarfing down your meal is almost a given. You are always rushing, and for some reason, eating is a last minute thing.
I’ve had coworkers make me a quick burger and a few weeks ago one of them asked me how it was. I looked at her and said, “How long have I been back here?”
“About five minutes,” she replied.
“And my burger is gone.” I grinned. “Yes it was good and I was starving, hence why it is now gone.” (and trust me, it wasn’t small)
I’ve learned to eat quickly and grab a lunch when I can. A few bites in the back set the bowl down and off and running again. I actually don’t mind it much. I do find it a problem when I’m at home and I find standing easier to eat… Okay, not really, but it’s what I’m used to. I’m trying to be more mindful of it.
Even at work, I try to sit down for a bit. I found it rather serendipitous to find that the beer kegs are the perfect size to set a small plate in and create a ‘table’.
I’m forever downing cups of coffee at the end of the night, not because I need a wakeup factor, but because it relaxes me as I work breaking down and checking over prep lists.
But food is usually spoonfuls here or there or a very hasty lunch. It might not be the most healthy life style, but it is what it is. For the most part as well, I am not really hungry. You smell food all day and well, sometimes you just don’t want to eat. I try not to eat too much food at work as well or bring anything home because I smell it so often I don’t want to stop liking food.
Various things tend to hold my interest more than others. I like savory always over sweet. Probably because I bake. It all depends. But eating on the run has become the new norm.