A waitress just stated(as we talked about yesterday’s breakfast, first busy one of the season). “I like to run around for a couple of hours, but not too long…”.
I’ve said it at a few interviews; it’s that moment on a Friday night around 7:00, with twenty slips on the board in front of you. The plates are coming to you in perfect order and speed. You stand back, look around and think: this is what I live for and love about my work(but only for a moment).
It’s not organized chaos, it’s orchestrated, choreographed knowing what the guy on salads and the guy on sauté can do and work with that.
Organized chaos is a returned plate done incorrectly or a comped check.