One night when Virginia was closing with Nayrx and I, and all of a sudden I hear from the back as I'm cleaning the meat and cheese slicers, "Where's my fucking pot?" Nayrx says "What?" and Virginia keeps repeating his same question, but then adds, "I know you have it, Nayrx, where's my god damned pot?" He wandered the deli for a bit looking for his pot, and then Nayrx gave him his pot, and he then continued scooping oil out of the oven with it.
When taking out the oil to the tallow at night (after scooping it out of the oven with a pot...borrowed...from the China kitchen, which is randomly in the center of the deli), I noticed that on the tallow, which is basically a converted dumpster, is a giant sticker saying the company to create it is called "Darling." I feel that the creator of this company was a very sarcastic husband.
I frequently like to see just how much customers listen. When I was cleaning out the ovens, and Little Mama was doing service while I prepared for our close, I was reaching to the far back of the oven trying to pry the burned chicken wing off of the back oven wall, I realized just how big those ovens were. While Little Mama was serving a customer, I walked up and just blurted out (loudly) "Those ovens are huge! We could fit a few small children in there!" Her look was priceless, and the customer (completely oblivious from being so focused on her needs) asked "and can I get a quarter pound of Swiss?"
I found out from Techie-kins that you can cook an entire Thanksgiving turkey in a TurboChef oven (the oven used for hot sandwiches at the sandwich bar, not the normal cooking oven) in 15 minutes. The oven at my house is broken...I think I know where I'll be cooking my turkey come November.
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