I Don’t Know Where You Get Off
your conventional seventy-hour workweek- a garbage bag full of assorted sweatpants
- swinging your hips
- cooking is a perpetual source of evaporation and dampness
- plenty of caterers have used them
I don’t know where you get off swinging your hips and wagging your finger at me. So you found a garbage bag full of assorted sweatpants in the kitchen. What of it? Plenty of caterers have used them to sop up spills and wipe brows and underarms. Cooking is a perpetual source of evaporation and dampness, for both the kitchen and those who toil in her steamy belly. Perhaps your conventional seventy-hour workweek leaves you fresh as a daisy, but we caterers suffer in the swamp for our art, the art that fills your bellies.
Did I ever tell you that I once won on Iron Chef?