It has been a hectic week here in Trysil. A recap of two events!
During the weekend we had a big party, about 100 of the locals rented out the whole restaurand for buffé, drinking and party. They also hired in a musician to play live music for them. These locals are the people that own ski cabins in the hills around the restaurant and the are RICH!
It was the first time I ever saw a Black American express (the one with UNLIMITED credit).. You can’t get that card unless you are invited specially to own one.
At the start of the night they arrived in fancy expensive clothes (some of them even wearing the Norwegian traditional outfit)
And at the end of the night most of them were so hammered they could hardly walk. During the course of the evening we sold 168 bottles of wine and ALL our stock of champagne (Dom Pérignon 2002 vintage, and Louis Roederer)! One guy bought 6 bottles of champagne, just because he could. These cats could ball!
On tuesday I was cleaning in the bar and I couldn’t get this stain of sugar and strarch out of the floor in the fridge. I wen’t in to the kitchen and asked our chef If he had some kind of toxic, radioactive chemical for tough stains? A mean smile came across his face, and his eye’s gave a sparkle. He moved some kitchen supplies to reveal a hidden bottle that was labeled with a skull and thick letters: CORROSIVE!
He proceeded to give me a few tiny drops in a steel bucket and filled with water. The instructions he gave me was to wipe and clean with some fresh water after. I also had to wear a thick plastic glove.
I swear, it took ONE WIPE with that monster chemical and the fridge was crystal clean. I asked him what kind of pink liquid was in the bottle? His reply:
– “Once we sprayed it on the inside walls of the stove and turned it on to get the dirt of the walls of the stove. A guy opened the stove without looking at the warning note I had posted, and his face was struck by a cloud of hot air containing that liquid – He had to lay in the emergency for 2 weeks because it dissolved his eyes and face..”
The next asshole who snaps his fingers or whistles to get my attention is getting a few drops in his drink.