Restaurant L
The posh restaurant of Louis Boston where Ryan worked for nearly two years in Boston.
Read more »»The posh restaurant of Louis Boston where Ryan worked for nearly two years in Boston.
Read more »»A few weeks before Christmas I was fired from Restaurant L, the job that I held for nearly two years. I knew that my eventual demise was approaching. I was counting on it. I was pushing for it. It was four months in the making.
Some woman named Lindsay hired me at [...]
Work was dead last night. As a result we spent the majority of our evening quoting “Family Guy.” The few of us working just stood around outside doing absolutely nothing productive. Occasionally I went inside to check on my table (table singular) but then I would rejoin in the tomfoolery outside. [...]
Read more »»This is a story from The Restaurant in The Store on The Street in The City. Most names have been changed, not to protect the innocent but to protect me, the storyteller. No one is innocent.
The Players:
Ryan - the storyteller
Mike - the boss
Kate - the roommate
Andrew - the Brit
Hugo - the disaster
Chef - the angry [...]
The concierge from the Ritz called Saturday morning to make a reservation for 3 or 4 people for 1:00 PM for Bono and guests. U2 is in town doing some shows and he must have heard how great Pino’s little avant-garde restaurant in the Louis Boston building is. Maybe Trent told him. Our biggest problem [...]
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