Lights, camera, action!

Of course if anyone is insane in enough to go into the restaurant business they won't be reading this.

They will be working as its 7 days a week 24 hours a day. 

A non-stop bun fight of mayhem, stress and drama. 

But goodness me it's addictive. 

Being out on that floor on a busy day is like a performance. It is.  No matter how you feel, you park it, put on your slap, brush your hair, get your shirt tucked in, take a deep breath and out you go.

And the hours whizz by. When I say whizz I mean they just ZAP by.

One minute you're being briefed about  the specials of the day and the next you're waving off your last customer only to realise you haven't eaten or drunk a thing since the doors opened. You have literally been rushed off your feet and not had a minute to think.

Aye its not one for the faint hearted. 

But what a buzz.

Adrenalin coursing through the veins - just like a performance you can't just sit down and doze. You need to wind down, to calm down, to settle. It takes a while, sometimes a long while. A drink helps. But you don't want to do that all the time, that's where the trouble starts so you sit up late, talking , watching TV and eventually falling into bed. 

Head hits the pillow. 

Out like a light.

Bang.

Another day another dollar.

A total eclipse for the numerically challenged.

The joys of the winter subsiding in the restaurant is the application for the pavement license in order to serve food and drink on the streets in an hugely European and international supermodel kind of way.
Measuring the area with a ruler, a tape measure, a wing and a prayer is not quite so glamorous. In fact its a bit of a pain but, we have found out the hard way,  necessary.
Why?
Well recently someone who shall remain nameless,  ordered an A board without measuring the size, just by guessing when they saw the dimensions online. When it arrived it practically engulfed the 3 delivery men and when it was opened people thought they were experiencing a total eclipse - as it blocked out the sun. You will see below what I mean.

A normal blackboard you might think.
But think again.

This is a 5ft 6 womans head just peeping over the top of the board.
This gives you an inkling of the size of it.
(The same 5ft 6"fool who ordered it)

This is Howie himself a strapping 6 footer - in fact a virtual size twin for the giant board.
On the other hand below...is the A board ordered for Howies Victoria Street.

Clearly ordered by an intelligent human being.
Aka Not me - the 5ft 6" nitwit.

This is just the job. Small but perfectly formed.
Lucky it.

Yes. The numbers in this brain do not work well. So I thought lets put it up outside anyway. Yes but no-one can lift it and if it falls over it might kill someone. A helpful onlooker suggested,

'Ah well any publicity is good publicity' I said

Looks of disapproval abounded so what are we to do with it?

Suggestions please....

PLEASE...

or they are going to cut it up turn it into a giant box and bury me in it!

These are the yolks folks!

Call us old fashioned.

‘You’re old fashioned!’

Thank you.

But if there is an excuse for a party or a large mouthful of chocolate then we grab it with both hands.

So to put a smile on our hard working teams faces we ordered up an Easter egg for everyone.

That means that a total of 95 eggs were delivered between Aberdeen, Howies Waterloo and Victoria.

Pictured above is evidence that when a woman is confronted with a pile of chocolate all self control leaves the building. You will be pleased to hear we managed to talk her down and finally dislodge the egg box from her mouth which mean she got on with her day-  a little high on sugar - but happy none the less.

We will be tweeting about how to get some of the chocs so do follow us if you are a Tweeter @HowiesScotland.

If you pop into Howies this weekend expect a lot of chocolate related nonsense....and most important of all

HAPPY EASTER TO YOU AND YOURS!