A manic couple of weeks have led to me not posting, but hopefully I'll get at least another post up at the weekend.
The first few weeks are always manic, and with Crimbo this week we'll be flat out again, so the old hands are starting to dry out despite the vigorous use of hand cream - doing the dishes for 30 people for breakfast and a four course dinner is much harder work than it sounds. Oh and a bit of chopping up veg too! I have to admit working with a pro chef does mean that the only actual cooking I've been having to do is for the odd staff meal (which is still 7 people), but most of the time even thats using the left overs.
Due to working about 70 hours a week at the moment the piste time has been limited to about 9 hours across 3 days, but tomorrow is our day off, so I'm hoping to get out there for a good 4-5 hours assuming all the snow doesn't melt (its a bit warm today).
We're now on our 3rd load of guests, and they've all been massively different.
Group 1 - Corporate, 2 days, 32 of them, pissed
Group 2 - A mixture of small groups and a family, 5 days, 12 of them, lively but nice enough and one guy managed to spend over £200 behind the bar on his own (considering we only charge €1 a beer!
Group 3 - All week, one big group to do with someone who works for the company, generally quiet and some who are quite posh. This is the big test, having 26 in for crimbo who are likely to be a bit more demanding than the first couple of groups.
All's good with the guys in the chalet though, and there's been no falling outs which is a great relief (although it is only week 3).
Hopefully I'll have some decent snow pics from tomorrow to get uploaded at the weekend.
Tuesday, 22 December 2009
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Well done Pat. Keep chopping those carrots and stuffing the turkey.
ReplyDeleteHope you get to see some snow. We've had plenty here. You could have been boarding down Streatham High Road yesterday.
Happy Christmas old bean from the family Searle.
Mark
PS - Never use black text on a grey background. Don't they teach you nuffing at York then?