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I am going to strangle my supplier.

I get a call from Terry, our kitchen porter, at 6 am in the morning. He’s babbling something incoherently at the top of his lungs, and I can hear Jean-Luc screaming in the background. A lot of ‘Mon Dieu’, which I realize (with a sinking feeling) can only mean bad news. Jean-Luc is the zen master. This does not bode well.

I finally get Terry to calm down enough to pass the phone to Jean-Luc, who tells me that there are approximately 20 live snow crabs in the restaurant kitchen.

Snow crabs are large.

They are large, pale, and scary, and apparently, they have taken over my restaurant’s kitchen.

So, at 7 in the morning, I was on the phone with my seafood supplier, who insisted that we had ordered the snow crabs, and refused to take them back.

It looks like we’re having snow crab on the menu this week. And it also looks like I have to change suppliers. Wilted lettuce is one thing, but giant, creepy snow crabs (twenty of them, mind you) is too much!

I’m not stepping into that kitchen again until Jean-Luc has…disposed of those monsters. I could have sworn one of them was looking at me hungrily. Shudder. Well, at least the supplier didn’t deliver giant Japanese spider crabs. :\