I'm concerned about escalation.

Jeremy tried to throw an egg at me through the window today, but I got out of the way. Then later Jason threw an egg at Joe and it hit him and splattered all over the front of the deck oven. It took him about 20 minutes to clean because its very hot and the egg was cooked onto it instantly. Jason insisted that it was worth it. After that Joe dumped cold water on Jason's back. It makes me alittle nervous about tomorrow.

Jason made quail eggs benedict today and they were delicious. This was the first time I've ever had quail eggs.

J consolidation

The part time, non-J kitchen staff at The Jones have gradually been cut loose over the past couple weeks. Now the original 4 J's(Jason, Jeremy, Joe, Julian) remain joined by a neck tattooed but still very nice gentleman named James. My line cooking education is finally getting into gear now that the part time line cooks are gone. I expect to work on the line about three nights a week now. Very exciting. Joe tells me that I'm already better than Chris who I suspect got fired rather than just released like I'm sure Mirana and Clive were. I think he was drinking on the job and abusing his post shift bar privileges. And he fucked stuff up a lot. But enough about him.

I've now worked three shifts on the line. My pizzas are starting to look a little better. One of the pizzas, the Napoli, which had pepperoni, sausage, bell peppers, and mushrooms is no longer on the menu. To my delight that has made the Chevre much more popular. The Napoli was lame anyway. Stretching pizza dough is by far the most difficult single task I have to perform. Its given me much greater respect for people who work in pizzerias.