Feb 25, 2007 07:35
The tables had been rearranged this morning to make room for the breakfast buffet, with all the standard breakfast fixings: waffles, home fries, hash browns, pancakes, toast, and an alarming number of sausages. The kitchen staff was also on hand to cook up any custom omelette or frittata orders, as well as any lunch-type food you might have in mind.
They'd be much happier to do it if Yitzhak weren't occasionally popping into the kitchen to give them death glares.
At least he only did that occasionally. The rest of the time, he was out with his microphone and karaoke system behind the buffet, ready to take song requests. Just because he was the manager didn't mean he wasn't going to have a tip jar ready, either.
[OOC: Minor OCD is ready to go, and brunch is in session. ETA: Heading out for an hour or two to run some errands, but I'll be back.]
lukes