Today at work while Jean and I were running the snack bar flipping burgers, they had an event in the restaurant. A gathering of a ladies Bridge club. I didn't even know people still played Bridge! I remember my mom playing Bridge with her friends a looonnnnggggg time ago, when I was 4 or 5. Oh course I think it was just all an excuse to get together and gossip, and not about cards at all, and I'm thinking that that was the case today as well.
At any rate, because of this event, the chef was in the kitchen (which is connected to our snack bar area) and was fixing all the little old ladies their luncheon. He presented Jean and I each with a plate of pesto linguine with bay shrimp topped with parmesan. It was so dang good! We always get a free meal when we work, but our choices at the snack bar are limited (and usually greasy or deep fried) so this was a real treat.
I had to walk by the dining room a couple times and it smelled like little old lady perfume in there. It was a nice grandma-ish perfumey smell. They were a nice smelling bunch, that's for sure. It was just kind of funny that they fragranced the whole restaurant.
Later my new best friend the chef came by with a slice of cheesecake for us. And we just had to put raspberry, chocolate and caramel sauce on top. It was soooooooooooo good. Jean and I were in heaven there for a moment enjoying the lusciousness of the cheesecake, but a short time later we both slowed down considerably and I kept wanting to find a quiet spot and just curl up and take a nap.
Lesson learned: Wait to eat cheesecake at the end of your shift. And little old ladies smell nice.