CHAPTER 13
Jeff never announced what he was making ahead of time. Sometimes the dishes were a surprise, sometimes obvious. Sometimes it was a bit of magic to reveal what eventually turned out from the various preparations. But each show’s final dish was specifically in the obvious category.
Make the audience feel smarter which was always a good policy.
He dropped the toasted rolls onto plates, layered steak slices and the pepper-onion mix. He’d screwed up. Three sandwiches, but he needed four. Long practice gave him the answer, but was it the right one?
Was it too hard a push?
Did he give a damn?
He set up a full sandwich for Phillip, dressed another for the camera to admire. A quick s***h with the Halsinger chef’s knife and he plated half a sandwich for himself and a half for Mandy
