Right Answer, Audrey.

APRIL 26, 2009. A day that I will remember for a while, only because it was absolutely GORGEOUS outside, and I was inside a kitchen all day. We kind of knew it would be wicked busy for the days leading up to it. The restaurant opened its patio seating (extra 100 seats i think) and we had TONS of reservations. Plus it was Sunday, a beautiful day to be outside. The day went somewhat smoothly. We were prepped, so we never ran out of food (except for a temporary hold on littleneck clams, also called 86'ing the littlenecks, thats a term in the kitchen for when something is out of stock) we put them back on the menu about an hour later when the daily shellfish order arrived. And we only got minorly set back with salads and raw bar orders. It became confusing as to which salads we had made and which ones we hadn't. We actually waited until there were no salads in the window and until servers had to call for them so we would know which ones we had done and not done.
I was so ready to go home at 4 pm when my shift was over, until Adi (the chef, but we call him Adi, not chef, its a very informal kitchen!), calls out, "Hey Audrey, you wanna stay a few extra hours?" The way he asked was pretty much saying, "Audrey you are staying a few extra hours, thats not choice." And because I had tons of adrenaline running through me, I yelled back, "sure! I would love too! (but there was also someone working there that I have a tiny crush on, so I was okay with staying, SHHHHH.) Then one of the food runners looks at me and just laughs probably thinking, "that was stupid, hahahahahaha." And then I look at Adi after I gave him my answer and he looks at the sous chef and says, "she gave the right answer," almost like it was a way to test my value as an intern....either way, I only stayed 3 extra hours, no big deal, but I was tired. I think I'm on his good side though now, or he just knows that I have a hard time saying no to anything and now he will take advantage of it. I'll report back later.