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December 11, 2006
Have you ever stood at the end of a table full of the most wonderful and delicious food that you worked very hard to prepare? And have you ever stood at the end of that table carving the most wonderful prime rib you cooked to a juicy, medium perfection? And have you ever done all this while two hunting dogs lie at your feet while guests are forced to step over them? No? WELL I HAVE. Posted by Foodwhore at December 11, 2006 11:56 AM
Sounds like dogs are kings in that house. Posted by: Eric Blair at December 11, 2006 12:37 PM Were the dogs more polite than the people? Posted by: bastlynn at December 11, 2006 02:06 PM Did the dogs get the leftovers? Medium prefection prime rib sounds purdy good right now. Wanna come over to my place with it? I promise there will be no hunting dogs to step over, but possibly two indignant kittens. Posted by: Leslie at December 11, 2006 02:26 PM Maybe they were there to stops the guests acting like a swarm of locusts. Posted by: pats at December 11, 2006 05:39 PM Generally hunting dogs are some of the best trained and behaving dogs... Which you can't say for the hunters that own them and let them lie right in the way of the food. Posted by: Graydon at December 11, 2006 06:23 PM Like I said wrt the "pork", you cannot make this shit up. Posted by: StevenHB at December 11, 2006 06:59 PM Like I said wrt the "pork", you cannot make this shit up. Posted by: StevenHB at December 11, 2006 06:59 PM I love my dogs and I love my kids, but it's just good manners to know when they need to be included and when they don't. Heaven forbid someone would trip over them and spill any of your delicious food not to mention breaking their neck. I do not like to go to dinner at someone's house and their dog is circling the table looking for a hand-out. Posted by: sue.g at December 11, 2006 07:45 PM Hmmmm.....maybe it's a new trend at dinner parties....having a theme party dating back to the medieval times where the Irish Wolf Hounds were crouching below the King of the Manor. Posted by: Carmen at December 12, 2006 07:13 AM Did said dogs then proceed to sit and beg at the elbows of the guests? Did said guests then proceed to mutter ungracious things about their dimwitted, ill-mannered guests? I certainly hope so on both accounts. Of course, you could have left the meat unattended for just a bit to see to 'personal matters' and returned to find it missing, then report to the hosts (all the while pretending to be shocked and aghast)that, unfortunately, their lovely dogs ate the succulent prime rib and you were forced to serve bologna sandwiches. Posted by: AuntJone at December 12, 2006 09:48 AM Yes, that sounds like my house. The dogs rule, but fortunately, they also do not beg. They know that the leftovers will hit their bowls soon enough. Posted by: Sandy at December 12, 2006 12:37 PM When my husband and I were catering, he solved that situation (little yappy dogs jumping on chairs and TABLES before guests arrived) with a well-placed kick. One YELP and they were gone. Efficient, but I usually didn't send him out alone on jobs after that! Posted by: Chef Cary at December 12, 2006 02:19 PM Would be even more perfection if it were medium rare. Why do people always insist on overcooking delicious food? Posted by: chefgirl at December 13, 2006 05:23 AM More to the point, chefgirl.....why do people pick apart retarded things like how meat should be done when MAYBE the client asked for MEDIUM. Not everybody likes their meat to still be 'Mooing'. Posted by: Carmen at December 13, 2006 06:44 AM FYI Chefgirl - Medium was per The Client's request.
Posted by: The Food Whore at December 13, 2006 03:11 PM I am sure that the client did ask for medium, I was picking on them not the FW!!!! I have clients that ask for well done with a glass of white zinfandel for god's sake. No offense meant. Posted by: chefgirl at December 15, 2006 01:13 PM Oh no offense taken, chefgirl!
Posted by: The Food Whore at December 16, 2006 12:13 AM Thanks FW! I would never criticize you, I love your blog, but the peeps that we encounter, that's a whole other story! I am employed at a small bistro in a tony little coastal village in maine, lot's of blue blood old money crazies, but don't those WASP's like the same old same old all the time. If I have to make another poached haddock in cream sauce I'll cry! Once I tried to slip in GASP some med-rare tuna, goodness, it was mutiny I'll tell you! Never again, they want all white, all poached, all bland, they'll get it. Posted by: chefgirl at December 16, 2006 01:43 PM |