BEAST'S DIARY

Dear Dairy , another week gone by and what a week it has been .
Thursday :
Arrive at Cafe C for evening shift clutching 2 enormous flower arrangements
Expects hero's welcome
Get sacked for breathing and stuff......its a fair cop!
Trudges off home
Eats cake

Friday :
Get mysteriously re instated(by email).
Put cake away(reluctantly)
Cancel exotic dancers and take away pizza
Prepare for work


Saturday :
Cafe C bright and early for the BBC Radio Solent launch
Wall to wall loud obnoxious media types
Mien Host Mr C dashing around 'networking' , James true to his cabin crew roots, gliding about with a tray of foaming cappuccino's and steaming croissants , deftly pointing out emergency exits and emergency procedures in the event of Mr C having some sort of 'being awake before 11.30' incident .
Open for lunch as normal and getting ready for Cabaret Nite .

19.oo Caberet Nite hosted by Wilma Fingadoo .
Mr C scoured the variety circuit , searching for an act that fit perfectly with the raison d'etre of Cafe C
Miss Fingadoo describes herself as
" A total whore from Hounslow Heath , loves a packet of silk cut and a vodka and coke....
A cartwheeling drunk drag queen , vile , quick witted and so far past the PC line I
I cant even see it "
Sympatico ! Miss Fingadoo could almost be quoting from the Cafe C , staff hand book mission statement. the gig was hers , and marvellous she was too!





The shy and retiring Miss Fingadoo













Sunday :
The event we were all dreading .A surprise birthday party for 50 - 60 people with luxury buffet.
We started the day with James having a nervous breakdown trying to prepare the restaurant.
Beast having an attack of the vapours in the kitchen preparing the buffet
Mr C farting , belching and scratching under his duvet upstairs and refusing point blank to get up.

Frobisher , preferring to stand aloof from the common kitchen drudges , was pottering in Frobishers Country Kitchen(in quilted nylon house coat and curlers no doubt) producing what he boastfully assured me would be the crowning glory of the buffet.
In the event Frobisher swept into the building with minutes to spare , proudly clutching a very decent red pepper humus


and a truly despicable brown rice salad
<---- it looked like this
I am all for a bit of culinary experimentation , but we all know that Dr Frankensteins 'messing about in the kitchen' ended in the locals getting a bit over excited with pitchforks and burning torches




Altho It certainly made an impact on the buffet , the Rice Salad had to be banished to the boot of Frobishers car before a riot ensued.
It goes without saying that my classic tomato salad with oregano , potato salad with chives , and cucumber salad with yoghurt and mint were run away successes(don't believe Bitter Frobisher if he says any different).







All in all , we hosted a stonking weekend of events that was thoroughly enjoyed by the guests.
Its fantastic working with a team that can really pull it all together(James , Frobi , and the restaurant and kitchen bitches). Its relentless punishing work , particularly for Mr C ,who creates the vision and then has to conjure it into a reality , day after day, and despite all the stress related bickering and fireworks.....the show must go on sweethearts !
And I bloody love it(Mostly) :-)