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Entry tags: | gregori, ota |
Chocolaterie Rushenko, Vine Square, All Day, Gregori, OTA/MW
Gregori had been working flat out for over a week, ever since the Chocolaterie was declared fit to be opened. He’d interviewed over two dozen people who wanted to work in the shop, and six for the kitchens, that had been disappointing, but, he’d found a prize! One of the young men who’d tried out for a shift had natural talent when it came to chocolate, and didn’t lick his fingers either, so he’d been hired on a trial basis to help Gregori get the stock ready for opening. Also, he’d hired two teens to work in the shop at the front, and he’d been training them when they were available. The girls grumbled about hair nets and gloves, but he was insistent, and both would have to get hygiene certificates in addition to the level ones they’d both shown him at interview. That test could be done online for heaven’s sakes, it was very basic and not really up to Gregori’s standards.
Now, at seven in the morning, he was opening the doors, and letting himself in, seeing the display counters all laid out with trays, and the stacks of leaflets and “menus” that were ready for customers to help themselves to. He went out back to check on the coolers, and was pleased to see that everything was in order, as it should be, he’d only gone home at one this morning because he couldn’t see straight. He’d locked up and set the alarms, and everything was just as he’d left it. He fired up the boiler and settled himself on a stool, for one second, unable to believe he was actually doing this. He was actually opening his shop, to sell chocolates he’d made by hand himself, to the public. It was a little scary.
He made himself stand up and start going through inventory, while the water heated. The chocolates for display were at the front of the chillers, keeping cool but not cold, he didn’t want any blooms to spoil his creations after all, while the colder fridges held the ingredients and fillings that were set prior to being covered in chocolate. The chocolate itself was stored in another chiller, again so it wouldn’t bloom, and separated into white, milk and dark by the canisters and containers it was stored in. He’d kept it simple, the white canisters held white chocolate, the black ones the dark chocolate, and the pale blue ones held milk chocolate. It worked, so he didn’t argue with it.
By eight he had the display counters filled with chocolates, the till set up and the bags and boxes set out as he wanted them. Tongs and spatulas were set in the trays, and he had time now to relax a bit, maybe get some breakfast. As if on cue, his stomach rumbled and he chuckled, then headed over to the Auberge for a very nice breakfast of still warm rolls with butter, cheese and ham, and a large coffee. After that, he headed back to the shop, leaving the door open as he went in, and turning on the lights. Chocolaterie Rushenko was officially open.