dog turds and to dos

this was a welcome busy weekend, following on from some very quiet, world cup evenings that saw us with minimum staffing. it was also an indication of how, when something is no longer there, you can miss something. dylan had gone, the bookings were back and tony and i had never attempted the menu, in its entirety, on our ownsome. the only night that we ahd done was the first saturday and that was very quiet. so thursday came around and we were left to our own devices on th pepperonata, the caponata and the sweet risotto. it was a little like a juggling act and that was made worse when a community-minded soul had let their dog defecate outside the door. as you may remember, it rained heavily and what was at first a dog turd became a slurry and alot of that came into the restaurant via the shoes of the customers. leanne was flapping, buckets were being filled, mops being dispatched and then discarded and orders never stopped coming. thursday night, sahttered and with the lingering smell of, well enough of that.

friday was also busy and was marred by one table. we try very hard to accommodate and if it was just about the money, we'd have shut long ago, so it usually spoils the night for us when we have one table in that is a little rude to the guys serving. if they don't like the food, i'll take that on the chin but rudeness is unacceptable and because it spoilt the night, and this was one table amongst a good few, and everyone else was really nice, i'll be exercising my right to refuse service in the future.

i was going to do a recipe but that's got me down again.

PS saturday was really nice