I work in the restaurant. I am a chef. This job is very difficult but I love it! If you like cook, you must be chef. When I make apple pie or some meat, I feel happy!
My job is one of the best in a world. You make some food, people eat this and they happy! if they shout, its a mark, yo do not food. But it is hardly ever, often to my restaurant come Vips! I think my food is very good. Why? Because I dont give people dinners from two days. This food eat my dogs. I have five dogs and one cat. They eat normal food once a month, but they like it! You must go to my restaurant! I will describe for You normal Monday:
8.a.m. People make busy my corridors! When they sit down, my great waiters and waitress go to give me some wish. I make chicken broth, cheesecake, tea and coffe. Now I have ten minutes freetime. I clean kitchen, make sure the oil is hot and make grill chicks.
First change come. Chicks! Cheesecake! Tea! Beer! Waiters have some job.
12.p.m. Second change. The same.
7p.m. kitchen is clean, sanepid come! But they havent to do, because its very clean. They are give me some wish. chips with fish, pizza or some beer? All!
Uff, 9.p.m. I clean again my kitchen. Someone clean floor. I wash my hands, last look to kitchen and I lock doors. I`m in house about ten.p.m.
Have a bath and go to sleep.
This is typical day.
If you want come, this is adress:
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