Ala Carte basically boils down to working a shift at a restaurant, only not getting paid for it and instead of being fired for screwing up horribly you just get to discuss what went wrong. Monday was the "grand opening" for our lunch crew and it could not have been more anticlimactic. Andrea and I were fully prepared to crank out the stuff our side of the line was responsible for: steaks and mac and cheese for her and chicken carbonara and cuban sandwiches for myself.
That is what the line looked like at the beginning of the day...and the end. Not a single mac and cheese, chicken carbonara, cuban sandwich or steak and fries was ordered in 2 1/2 hours. Now I wouldn't say that I'm complaining about this, it was certainly less stressful than if we would have been slammed the whole time, but I could have dealt with a few orders. I'm sure now we will be crazy busy tomorrow since we've been lulled into thinking it will be slow.
It would be nice if the intensity ramped up slowly but I can't imagine things working out that well, stay tuned.
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