So if yesterday was any indication I guess its fair to say that I have no love for Restaurant Week. Or to put it bluntly, Restaurant Week is nothing but a politically correct stunt. Follow me for a second...
In 2001, shortly after 9/11, the National Restaurant Association began to go into disarray, with multiple restaurants closing down within months of the tragedy because of revenue loss. This was happening everywhere, in DC, NY on down the line. People were down, scared and consumer confidence was low...and thus, people didn't go out to eat like they used to.
Hence, to create revenue and to bring customers back to restaurants (and to save the Restaurant Association's collective ass), Restaurant week was created. In the beginning, a certain amount of sales from a chosen evening was given to the RA. Good idea right? I mean, no harm in giving up money to a cause, they do after all sponsor numerous events around the city and nationwide. And the prices were reasonable, 25 for lunch and 35 for dinner, and the charge would go up each year by a penny, hence this years $25.08/35.08.
Now, however, no proceeds go towards the RA and the people on the board just use it to get their name out more for political reasons than anything else. Nevermind the riff-raff that come in to eat and don't know how to behave. Nevermind servers losing money on tips...they don't make shit for hourly, in case you didn't know. Nevermind the food cost of every damn restaurant in the city skyrocketing for the 2 months out of the year that it happens. Even the food cost here was at 42% for the months that this occurred, before I got here anyway!
So, basically now it's just being done for the sake of being done. And it makes my life suck. So, um, yeah. Not happy.
Lunch today was great, as my chef was yelling at everybody who wasn't wearing a chef's coat. I dig shifts like that...I wear a chef's coat.
More fun later, I'm sure...
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