One of the waiters came into the kitchen, looking very worried. “Where is the roast?” she asked. “The guests at table No. 3 have been waiting for half an hour!” I had no idea what to do. The waiter looked at the charred roast and knew what had happened. “Maybe we can get rid of the burnt part and serve the rest of the roast to the guests,” she suggested. I thought about my grandma, who had once told me, “You should learn to accept the consequences of what you do.” So I refused the waiter’s suggestion and asked her to tell the guests the truth and make them a new one free of charge. Then, I decided to make the roast in person. Feeling the pressure, I paid more attention to cooking this time, and finally, the roast was served to the guests.
One of the guests asked to speak to the chef. I found out that they were all my family! What a surprise! Before I spoke, my mother said, “Congratulations! You passed the test!” I asked my mother why she said that. My mother told me that the cook and the waiter were her friends. They planned the “accident” to see what I would do. My grandmother said, “A good chef should not only have good cooking skills but also have a strong sense of responsibility and never give a defective product to customers. You made it, kid.” After that, my restaurant became a success through my hard work. I understand that only by pursuing quality can we become better ourselves.
One of the waiters came into the kitchen and looked very worried. "Whowas screaming?" he asked. Then, he was surprised to discover the mess. I anxiously explained the reason to him. Fortunately, the waiter was kind and said, "Don’t worry, sir. I will try my best to explain it to the guest. I am sure you can solve it quickly." Then, he left the kitchen. This was my first time having such a good workmate, so I was determined to do my job well.
One of the guests asked to speak to the chef. I felt like I had fallen into an abyss. I was ready for the blame. But to my surprise, the guest didn’t grumble. He just said to me peacefully, "You’re under too much pressure, young man. I used to cook in quite a few restaurants, and I used to face problems, too. Failure is the mother of success. Learn to relax to solve your problems. We are in no hurry to eat. "I was deeply moved by the old man, and from then on, I put my heart and soul into making every meal.
One of the waiters came into the kitchen, looking very worried. She said that one of the guests was very angry because he had been waiting for too long for his roast. Not only that, but a diabetic old lady was screaming for a new serving of spaghetti because she had forgotten to tell us not to put sugar in her dish. At that moment, there was a loud noise in the lobby. My colleagues and I became more anxious. The chef with burned fingers began to cry.
One of the guests asked to speak to the chef. I thought that it was my duty to face the problem since I was the lead chef. Since I was young, I had a dream of becoming an excellent chef and cooking with enthusiasm as my grandmother did for our family dinners. I hoped that every guest would enjoy their dinner just like they were at home. First, I apologized to the guest whose roast had been charred and promised him a better one immediately. After that, I turned to the old lady and told her she would get a new serving of spaghetti without sugar. Soon after, the restaurant atmosphere became quiet and harmonious again.