Last spring, my boss (who rules) asked me if I would be interested in penning blogs for the place I call home from Monday through Friday.   I work at Hell’s kitchen.  It has nothing to do with the reality show…it is far more interesting a place.  My immediate response was, “O MY GOSH I’D LOVE TO!”

The blog went live last week.  The first post was made by the wife of the founder of the restaurant and includes a video of peanut butter preparation.  If you didn’t know, Hell’s Kitchen is rightfully famous for it’s home made peanut butter.  Every morning I get to work and I toast a slice of multi-grain toast and smother it with the PB.  Not only does it keep my stomach from growling while I pour coffee and serve eggs to the fine folks of Minneapolis, the stuff is amazing to taste.

So, at the very-last-super-end part of the video, there is a short bit where yours truly eats some peanut butter.  I was working a lunch shift one day and he approached me with a hand held video camera.

Boss Man:  Let me know when you have an extra five minutes, I need to have you eat some peanut butter.

Me: Ya, sure, OK.  (I was unaware this was going to be on the internet at this point.)

*five minutes later and I am sitting at a table in the middle of the lunch rush with a slice of sour dough and a jar of the infamous condiment in front of me*

Boss Man: Ok, I want you to spread the peanut butter on the bread, and then eat it

Me: *nodding my head*

And then, well.  Go watch the video.  I ate PB sans the J.  It’s a thrill.  The video is long and is mostly taken up by my pipe smoking boss and the kitchen employee only known as “Shaggy.”

CLICK HERE!!!!! to see the thrilling footage!

And if it is convincing enough, you can actually buy the PB online via the website.