fu*kin' limes.

Imagine this. Baljit meets diploma in culinary. What will you get? Hell's Kitchen that is.

After sitting my ass infront of the monitor for hours, my love & passion for reality television is starting to reignite within me. It's so damn bloody good.

Chef Gordon Remsay the headchef/owner of Hell's kitchen which is situated in the U.S although i'm not too sure if it's specifically in L.A or in New York but all i do know is that the name of this show is well justified with the fiery-always in your face chef who lets loose a concoction of rage and anger while displaying all that is needed to be a successful chef towards the participants.

The winner of the show gets to be the executive chef in this multi-million dollars restaurant at this new multi-billion dollars hotel called the Red Rock in Las Vegas and still be able to pinch some monthly profits the restaurant.
Trust me it's worth your time, that is if you love cooking.

A quote from Chef Remsay when a customer has very little pumpkin in one of the dishes he ordered and started to demand very rudely for more pumpkins " Sure i can give you more pumpkins. How about ram it all up your ass? " Ha.

Remember the Lime Margaritas i made from sunday? The fu*kin' limes got my throat all irritated and i had sore throat from that shit and then one thing led to another and here i am, absent from today's work at Charcoal due to a crazy flu. I hate to do make-up sessions. Frik.