This story begins with me being offered a new job. My boyfriend works at a company that has lunch catered and it was all going fine until the woman who was doing it had a nervous breakdown and didn't show up for work without telling anyone. There is panic. What will the people eat?
The solution: me.
A few years back I was the Kitchen Manager for a collective, which meant that I cooked two meals a day, five days a week, for 8 people and also did the meal planning, budgeting, shopping, and clean-up so that the poor programmers wouldn't starve. Back to the present and once again my talents are needed. On very short notice (ie: can you cook lunch for us tomorrow?) I jumped right in to the challenge.
Here is the story of lunch.
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