It's not any Gordon you can find in the world. Yes, it's Mr. Gordon Ramsay himself, the well known chef. It was after I finished my meal at a hotel's restaurant. He was waiting for me at the hotel lobby when I was heading towards the entrance. He asked me about the food and I told him it was fine. He didn't seem to believe me. (Yah! It was not worth the money I paid or the food, the food was just edible). Then, I spilled the beans, I told him that the bloody 5-Star Hotel shouldn't be serving food we can easily get from the roadside stalls!
Then, he asked to jump in the car..okay...my first thought was hmmm...car? I've never seen him drive other than he riding on his bike. So, here we were cruising down the road with restaurants along the sides of the road. And I saw 'Spanish Escapade' sign board. I remembered I've read a review on that restaurant, which was fairly good or above average. I asked the chef, he said, he was there, and the food was good. I looked (Wait for me...baby) as we passed the Spanish restaurant.
Let's go back to what I intended to blog about. Yes, when you're with a chef especially when you are not one. You expect him to cook something to impress your taste buds but I'm a no one special to him so he's not going to cook anything special to comfort me from the meal I tasted at the hotel. It was part of the assignment anyway. So, back in the kitchen, there were lots..I mean LOTS of bowls with different types of ingredients in it. And...I can't remember any of it and I fear the worst, that was the chef cursing and swearing at me. I cannot stand shouting or screaming and loud people. My ears would ring and make me really uncomfortable that my facial expression would change.
But, the odd thing was...the chef was neither shouting nor cursing. He simply repeated everything patiently. Hmm...I had mixed feelings not knowing if he was going to blow anytime that moment or was he simply in a good mood?
Then I opened my eyes, "Oh...now, I get it."
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