Business has been good. Ran a "Lobster Night" which was a sell out this week. Had to offer a second "Lobster Night" for next Thursday and that is sold out as well. My friendly competitors are running a neighborhood restaurant week next month and they excluded me because I moved 40 yards outside the neighborhood in 2001, (I'm the oldest restaurant in this part of town, besides Manual's Tavern) so I'm running a series of Julia Child specials during the same week. All's fair in love and war they say.
I have an old kitchen employee that wants to get back into the restaurant business and I'm trying to find a spot for him in the kitchen.
I'm trying to concentrate on food which by the tone of this blog one may think that I don't concern myself with it at all. But it is the center of everything. I'm always looking at product, prices, availability. I got a bad batch of table salt which I use primarily on the tables and in my baking. I made the dough for my date pastries the other day and of course I tasted it, (that's why I'm not skinny) and all I could taste was salt. I threw it out and made some more with less salt even though I have been using the recipe for a long time. My pate sucre for the Blueberry Tart was salty. The shortbread cookies were salty. I finally brought some salt from home and did a comparison tasting. The salt at the restaurant had a funny, chemical taste. I reordered another brand, threw out the case I had and started over.
I was cleaning fava beans on Wednesday and noticed that the number of beans in each pod was much less than usual. The beans were tiny in most of the pods as well. That tells me it's the end of the season and to work through this batch and change my menu items that feature fava beans next week. This means a menu change.
The organic farmer has eggplant this week. I need to plan the supper menu with that item in mind next week.
And so it goes.