My grill-op training is nearly complete. I worked second shift yesterday for the first time (2PM-9PM EST). And I can probably expect to be working second shift most of the time for this first little bit. It's not busy at all then. Most of what the cooks do during second shift is actually prep. work for the next twenty-four hours at the store. So, yesterday I learned how to slice and dice onions properly, to slice tomatos, make pots of grits (!) chili and soup. Also, I learned the finer points of thawing out hasbrowns in their big cartons, and mixing waffle batter. (Dude! They make the waffles with half and half!)
Yesterday I was working with this grill op named Tommy who is 19 years old. He has his blue star certification (which means that supposedly he can cook at least $200 of food per hour by himself and $250 with a grill op apprentice like me at his side) Tommy is looking to go to a culinary arts school next year. He says, probably Asheville Buncombe Technical Community College (which has one of the best programs in the country) or a school in Charlotte, Johnson & Wales, which he says is probably in the top three in the country. Anyway, Tommy's a good kid. I feel like I can refer to him as a kid since I'm three years older than him. But I have a lot of respect for the work that he does. I'll be lucky to get blue-star certified over the course of the summer. I'll have a lot to lear first. And Tommy's are big shoes to fill: my boss, Skinner, says Tommy is one of the best prep cooks he knows, that he does some of the best diced onions he's seen in the district.
Between slicing and dicing and prep-ing in general Tommy would share some anecdotes about his experience at Waffle House in the last year and a half, the people he'd met, the individuals who liked to tip the cook for a quality cheesesteak. At one point (between divulging the recipie for Burt's chili and cooking the third pot of grits I think) Tommy told the story of Jack. Jack is no ordinary man. And I couldn't help smiling at the gleam of reverence in Tommy's eyes when he related Jack's tale. "You see," said Tommy, "Jack is the ONLY Super Master Grill Op in the region." I had no idea these Super Master guys were so few and far between. Apparently Jack travels around sharing his wisdom with other grill ops in the WaHo family. But Jack is not one to be fucked with. No, no. According to Tommy, Jack can flip a pan of over-light eggs behind his back and up into the air such that they sommersault three full times before he catches them in the pan again, not breaking a single yolk. Needless to say, I was duely impressed. Jack is certainly a master of his trade. And I, of course, still can't flip over-light eggs at all. I have to rely on a second pan, gingerly rolling my eggs from one to the other, and send up a silent prayer.
Perhaps I'll hear more of Jack the Super Master Grill Op. Perhaps I'll even get to meet him this summer. He travels around a lot.
Here again, is a list of other things I want to cover in future blog entires.
Baby Daddies
Baby Mammas
In the ring versus scattered hashbrowns
How Do we like our eggs?
Am I the first vegetarian to work at the waffle house?
Waffle House versus McDonalds
Also, did you know that Waffle House cooks 2% of the eggs produced in the United States annually? Dang!