ReneRedzepiNoma

Yea he was here, he hated it. But he was nice about it :)

Hey!

1) I love my mother more than anything, but she was raised in post-war protestant Denmark and unfortunately great cooking wasn't a thing back then. My father did all the cooking though, and he was damn good!

2) There were so many things that were so difficult, but the one that trumps them all was actually getting working visas for 70 people when the staff come from everywhere from Gambia to Mexico to northern Sweden.

3) Tell me what name you booked under and I'll make sure to write a note that we're reddit penpals. Look forward to seeing you in May! :) (Maybe PM it to me)

I fuck up things all the time, I'm a master fuck-up!

Something that we do at home, thats a specialty from my wife, is to take the idea of a carbonara, and replace the pasta with other ingredients. For instance, take one whole egg per person, whisk it with a fork, and to that you add 1 full tablespoon of grated parmesan cheese, and then in a pan, cook up some bacon lardons, a tablespoon per person, and then cook as many mushrooms in there as you feel like eating. Finally, once cooked, as you constantly stir the contents of the pan, pour the egg mixture in slowly, so that it slowly coats the mushrooms all over, as the heat from the mushroom gently thickens the egg sauce, like in a real roman carbonara with pasta. Finish with lots of cracked black pepper. It works great with mushrooms, but you can do it with carrots, cabbages, kale is particularly good too! Super easy and it works everytime.

Our dishwasher is the happiest person I know. Besides that, he's about 55, and his name is Ali. My own father is 57 and his name is Ali too! For half his life he was also a dishwasher, so Ali (our dishwasher) has really become the father figure of the restaurant. He does help out in the kitchen but mostly he's busy keeping everything clean and tight and making everybody smile.