Recently I went to a Japanese restaurant whose specialty is soba noodles and soup. I asked if they had anything vegetarian and they looked at me almost kindly, as if to say, how sad that you can’t eat our food. She said she’d check with the chef - I really really wanted to try the soba. But the chef said that all the broths were fish based, so that was out. And then he said he could make me some vegetarian tempura.
The fabulous plate of tempura arrived, but no fabulous dipping sauce. I asked for it, only to be told that all tempura dipping sauce is made with fish sauce in restaurants! I looked down to see that she had provided a dipping “salt”. There were two kinds - green tea salt and sea salt. The green tea salt was superb!! I asked the chef and he said he just whizzes green tea leaves and salt together! Now, why didn’t I think of making flavored salt?!
A week later, I had a craving for…
Big Bossman was quite chatty and pleasant today, he even brought some beautiful zuchinni blossoms from his garden in the Hamptons. Too bad such nice behavior is considered extremely suspect in the private chef world. A boss too friendly should give you the willies. That’s the rule. Exactly 18 seconds later he asked if i could come out and work in the Hamptons for July 4th week-end. Crap… I knew it!!
You see, i don’t usually do week-ends. Call me a spoiled brat but there’s a week-end chef at Big Bossman’s… except for THAT week-end. The busiest week-end of the year. Oh well! That should produce good content for this blog and as you already know, i’m all about self-sacrifice.