some people really know how to eat, and some people really don't want to eat. This can be divided into three situations.
I worked as an hourly worker in a slightly famous restaurant for two months. There were about ten people who ate working meals. Every day, the kitchen workers took turns to cook working meals, and the boss also ate them with everyone. It was expressly stipulated that guests' leftovers were not allowed.
However, an elder sister who cleaned up always secretly packed the leftover vegetables in plastic bags and took them home after work, saying that her old man was willing to drink and didn't need to prepare another dish for him. But after she took them several times, the boss found out and warned her to fire her if she took them again. She was not convinced, rolled her eyes behind her back and nagged several chefs: I would rather pour them than let me take them home.
The people in the back kitchen bored her, and shouted back to her: You won't even eat, but you still take it? If you don't take it, you won't take it. This is the rule! When you open your own shop, nobody cares if you move home! .
I got the big sister's silence and a series of eyeballs behind her back.
Later, it was found that if there were too many dishes left at a table after the guests left, the boss would try them, and if he thought the taste of the dishes was wrong, he would take them to the kitchen and cook to study them, and then throw them away immediately after the study.
In fact, the owner and proprietress of this small shop are really good at their employees' food. They add a dish from time to time and take everyone out for a meal on holidays. It's just that the rules are rules, which should be strictly implemented. This is also a good reason why this shop has been operating.
the second situation is that the boss supports employees to eat leftovers.
It's a shabu-shabu shop, just below our house. After eating for several times, we found that the waiter was very careful to clear the table after the guests left.
Some leftover hard dishes are brought to the kitchen, such as the leftover oysters and beef veneers. Only a few of them are sent back to the kitchen with plates. If the leftovers are vegetables and wide flour, they will be put in a basket.
When the waiters have a working meal, they will also pick a pot with a lot of dishes left in the guest's pot and rinse it. The proprietress will pick some ingredients from the kitchen that can't be sold that day and will have no taste, and lead several waiters to eat them.
Since I found this shabu-shabu shop so frugal, I stopped going. I always felt that going to her house for dinner had a feeling of living. Later, the shop closed after more than a year.
in the last case, the waiter in front left the leftovers for himself, but the boss didn't care.
This is the most joyful scene I have ever seen. There aren't too many people in that store. The boss and the proprietress don't eat staff meals with everyone, and they leave after each meal.
There are seven or eight waiters in front, and nearly ten in the back kitchen. After lunch, the back kitchen cooked a working meal, with one waiter and one table in the back kitchen, and each person had a large stainless steel lunch box, while eating.
Just look at the waiter's table. Everyone happily brought out one small plate after another from the back of the bar. There were not many dishes in each plate, including cold dishes and hot dishes. The table was filled with excitement, and several waiters ate happily. From time to time, they glanced at the boring kitchen table with their eyes.
An elder sister in the back kitchen took a leisurely look at the waiter with a stainless steel lunch box. The waiter immediately warmly invited the elder sister to come over, and several others took the initiative to take food into her lunch box.
Elder sister glanced at the chef. The chef ate the last bite, covered the lunch box, lifted his legs and left without even raising his eyelids.