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This was years ago. It was a Thai guy. I told him to season three different pans three different ways. He thought I was crazy, but I was right and he got pissed. He came in the office with a big knife just tryin' to scare me. It was a tiny office and there was nowhere I could turn so I'm just stuck with him there right in front of me and I swing at him, but I miss, so I'm goin' "Oh shit, this guys gonna fuckin' stab me," so I head butt the motherfucker as hard as I can and right away he grabs his head and he's just goin' "Aaah" and walks out. I almost cracked my head open.
One year I caught the state wrestling champ of Florida stealing steaks, on New Year's Eve. I fired him on the spot. The kid was built like this [Chef raises his shoulders, drops his neck and widens his arms], big kid. So he looks at me like, tryin' to get tough with me, and I just nah, I told I'm get the fuck out, I had like 30 guys in there woulda mopped the floor with him.
NT: You ever catch anyone fucking in the kitchen?
CF: I'm married with kids, but let's just say dry storage used to be famous for certain acts with friendly girls.