I spent yesterday cooking dinner for 80 people. That’s right, 80. It was a fundraiser for the Nightingale School Breakfast Program, which provides breakfast to inner city kids.
Dinners like this are tricky. Even in hotels or restaurants, you need to have good people and a workflow to make things go smoothly. When you have one day and a handful of keen volunteers with varying levels of culinary and hospitality experience, it can be tricky to pull off.
It went well. But at the end of the day, I realized that it was a 14-hour shift and that my feet and back were killing me. How in the hell did I manage to do this before? I must be getting old.