In place

In my modest but respectable restaurant everyone knows how hard I work, it is not easy to maintain a good reputation in these days where everyone wants to focus on a nice ambiance taking pictures rather than on the quality of food and drinks. I feel that my hopes of moving forward are in their hand as I had put them all into this cocktail. It was the ticket to be comfortable and have at my disposal all the necessary equipment to continue creating my brilliant recipes with freedom.

If only I had not given him the confidence that fool to show him in detail my work site Although in reality the fool was me to believe that I was going to publish about my life in all the most important portals and newspapers.

But this is not going to stay that way, nobody is going to believe him, even the newly famous influenza when it is his word against that of a respectable chef like me, and that's how I got up the courage to confront him and record everything I had to tell him; as expected he denied everything, we almost came to blows. That's when I realized that I had to be smart and not fall into his game. I asked him if you created this recipe then what is the best coffee to prepare it? His face paled quickly, he didn't even know what to say. Well, the best coffee is the one served in the morning. The people nearby couldn't stop laughing. I answered: I am not asking you what is the best time to drink coffee, but the type. -I don't know, I am not a coffee grower. You don't have to be a coffee grower to answer that question, you have to know what you are doing and do your research. When he was pressured, he had no other option but to accept the reality and present a statement accepting that he had taken the recipe.

It was the least I had to do, but even so, I did not feel satisfied, so I continued to investigate.

Knowing that I was going to animate an event I pretended to be a waiter and offered him a small special snack filled with the only thing that would put him in his place, a powerful laxative. Not five minutes had passed when he ran to the bathroom leaving a footprint in his wake so he could not get out of the powder room without help.