Long day -- just got home from having dinner out.
Was at the bakery at 7AM this morning to do the Farmer's Friday which didn't sell at all. Considering that this is a very small kitchen and doing orders of pancakes, bacon and eggs ties up everything for ten minutes, I think I may revisit this menu item. I only had one order -- that turned out to be Jen and I overcooked her eggs and undercooked her pancakes. Crap.
Then about 30 minutes later, I remembered my weekly pot of clam chowder (New England this time) and found that the pot had burnt enough that the taste was bad. Crap.
The night before, I was counting out the till and it was $50 short. The bank was $120 short. I was hacked and wrote a strongly worded memo. My morning cashier had taken a 'draw' out of the bank and wrote it on her time card but didn't leave a note in the bank. (The till is stocked with $100 at the beginning of each shift -- the bank has $300 of various change. Need a roll of quarters? Take a tenner from the till, put it in the bank. Take the $10 roll of quarters from the bank and put it in the till. This is not rocket science.) Sill missing about $60. Crap.
Then our coffee lady came out to deliver my order. (We have gone through over 15 pounds of espresso beans in less than two weeks!) Two of the bags I ordered were regular caffinated coffee and I meant to order decaf. Crap.
Run into town to get some stuff, before I go I ask the day cook if he needs anything. Get the list and go to the grocery wholesaler in town. I am done with them and leaving Costco when I get a call from him with more stuff to get from the wholesaler. Crap.
The last 24 hours have been a fustercluck so I am heading out to check email and then off to bed. Breakfast tomorrow will be oatmeal with all the fixin's -- a lot harder to screw up...
