I’m about ready to explode.
Give me strength….
If they don’t stop bickering soon….
Ben picks up a menu card and pulls a face. “The menu’s a bit bland, isn't it? I thought you go for something more adventurous.”
Michael, blank-faced, looks up from the table. He has dozens of small name-cards laid out, moving them around as he works out a seating plan. “Like what?”
“Well, plain roast chicken? Why not say, chicken kiev? It’s a bit more interesting.”
“I set the menu,” I say. “It's not everyone who likes garlic. And if people do want something spicier they can choose a sauce. Or anything from the standard menu for the restaurant. But I happen to know from Michael that at least a couple of the older ones in your family have delicate digestions. So, I opted for chicken, plain.”
He curls a lip. “I still think it’s a bit unadventurous.”
“It’s too late to change it now,” I snap. “All the supplies are in. I've chosen a menu that will be easy to serve to a lot of people. It's the first time the kitchen has served any amount of food and I want it to go smoothly. It’s almost the practice run for the Open Day next week.”
Ben at his most truculent is a trial I can do without. He squares up on me. “And you know something about a hotel kitchen, do you? And how to run one?”
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