BCP

 

A few mostly low quality (with one or two exceptions) snapshots from work:


Main kitchen - the big one downstairs.

254: My usual joint. It has my butt print on the grill and my name chiseled into the wall.

Pastry section of main kitchen.

Zoom in! How did they get that tennis ball stuck up there?

Petit Four and macaroons for  your espresso.

Daddy's gonna rock this joint t'nite!

I cannot explain it. Symmmetry? Angles? Linear perfection?
To me it's beautiful. THAT I can explain.

Waiting for some serious butt.

Open roof, t'nite.

BC Place as seen from South False Creek.

Fuck, if THAT doesn't look delicious...I don't know what does?

Pre-shift meeting.

...and then there was...well, you're not getting his name, but you can easily find him. He's the one who sticks out.




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