Luke's Diner, September 14 (Monday)

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

It seemed like a grilled cheese kind of day. But not just any kind of grilled cheese, and in fact Lacey had taken one look at the loaf of Velveeta that the delivery guy had brought in and promptly banished it to the back of the refrigerator. Then she'd booted the cook aside and taken over the grill, humming cheerfully to herself the whole time.

The cook didn't mind; it meant more time for him to spend with the deep fryer.

The rest of the kitchen guys were starting to wonder what was up with him and that deep fryer lately.

He wasn't telling.

Today's Specials
GRILLED CHEESE!
Smoked Bacon, Arugula, Tomato, and Cheddar
Rum-Soaked Pear and Asiago with Blue Cheese Crust
Pastrami and Caramelized Onions with Mitica Cheese
Fresh Peach and Triple-Cream Brie with Prosciutto

Dog River would be scandalized, and want to know what was wrong with regular old grilled cheese. Luke's is open, and Lacey is having the grilled and melty time of her life.

[OOC: Today's post is in honor of The Grilled Cheese Truck. Because.]

Comments

Mod Your Service

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

She's probably back at the grill anyway.

Re: Mod Your Service

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George eyed the specials board warily as he took his regular seat. "D'you think Lacey would jus' be makin' one wit' cheese an' bread like normal? None of th' weird argula stuff?"

Re: Mod Your Service

[longislandiceme]

"Probably?" Bobby grinned. "She likes us, so I'm sure if you asked. Though I think the arugula one sounds pretty good. I mean, it's hard to go wrong with bacon."

Re: Mod Your Service

[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

"What's the weird obsession with bacon? I see it on TV all the time. I think there might be a bacon channel somewhere."

Re: Mod Your Service

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George shrugged. "Search me. Not that I'd be complainin' about eatin' it, but they do seem obsessed."

Of course he wouldn't complain. He was a 14 year old boy.

Re: Mod Your Service

[longislandiceme]

"Well, I'm not about to build a shrine to it or anything but it's good," Bobby said with a shrug.

Re: Mod Your Service

[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

"I saw this chef guy make bacon ice cream. That doesn't seem right."

Re: Mod Your Service

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

"But I thought ice cream was s'posed t'be sweet," George said, frowning. "Tis weird. Also weird? I did dance wit' my great-great-great grandmam t'day in class."

Oh, George. The segue. Live it. Love it.

Talk to Lacey

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Look! She emerged from the kitchen! Take a picture, quick! It's like a unicorn sighting or something. THIS DOES NOT MEAN YOU, ARTHUR.

Re: Talk to Lacey

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Lacey!"

Cal had, of course, been meaning to do this since he got back, but the Multi-Culti fair had really pushed him toward the fact that he really did miss making a crap ton of Greek food for everyone. So here he was, swinging by when he was done with the library, to hopefully get his old job back.

Re: Talk to Lacey

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Lacey had come out front to put out a plate with little sample-sized wedges of various grilled cheese sandwiches when she heard Cal, but she set the plate down and almost squealed with glee.

"Cal! You're back! You have . . . a lot of hair."

Re: Talk to Lacey

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"I am!" Cal agreed. "And I do! And I've come looking for my old job back."

Re: Talk to Lacey

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Lacey privately wondered if she'd have to make him wear a hairnet now or something, but she wasn't about to say so. "Oh, Cal, did you think I was going to give it away? Even if the bulletin board is sadly lacking in the postcards you said you were going to send?"

Lacey did a terrible job of pretending to look pouty when she wasn't really, for what it was worth.

Re: Talk to Lacey

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

It would be a crime to contain such hair, really.

Cal, for his part, genuinely grunted with sagging shoulders, failed pout or not. "I sent postcards. I swear I did. A ton. To a ton of people, and I get here and turns out no one got a single solitary one."

Re: Talk to Lacey

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Flash-cut to a soft-focus fantasy version of this scene. LACEY's holding a hairnet in her hands.

LACEY: Cal, you can have your job back, absolutely, on one condition. You have to wear this.

She holds up the hairnet as an ominous musical sting swells in the background . . . and is promptly hustled off by a half a dozen Fandom troopers. As her kicking feet disappear out of frame -- flash-cut's over.

***

"You mean it wasn't just me?" There went the failed pout, because look at those shoulders! With the drooping! How could she see that and not feel bad? "I mean, you did? Aw, Cal, I'm sorry. I would not be surprised if the island thought cardboard that's been handled in three dozen possibly unsanitary ways was a delicacy."

Re: Talk to Lacey

[loyal-type.livejournal.com]

Oz had to, had to try the smoked bacon grilled cheese. Mun now craves such a thing.

"Your invention?" he asked, pointing to the sign.

Re: Talk to Lacey

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Who didn't have to try that one? Mine is pretty much lying in wait until the day the Grilled Cheese Truck actually opens and will stalk that damn truck if it comes to it.

"Well, I might have gotten the idea on the Internet," Lacey said, beaming proudly at the sign, "but sure. You could say it's my invention, yeah. I mean, why not?" she added with a laugh.

Re: Talk to Lacey

[loyal-type.livejournal.com]

Oz smiled slightly. It was a nice smile on the face of one who didn't always emote a lot. "I'd like to try the bacon one."

Re: Talk to Lacey

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

"You got it," Lacey said, scurrying back into the kitchen and calling, "Anything else you want with that?" through the service window.

It was sad how excited she got when people expressed interest in her more adventurous creations.

Re: Talk to Lacey

[loyal-type.livejournal.com]

Let's see, what went well with grilled cheese. "Fries and milk?"

Re: Talk to Lacey

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

It worked for Lacey! "Hey," she told the cook, "can you stop staring at the deep fryer and put some fries in? Sometime this century might be nice."

"Sorry," she added to Oz, putting buttered bread onto the grill and reaching for the appropriate bowl of shredded cheese (because you didn't get the right melt otherwise). "It'll just be a minute."

Community Bulletin Board

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

Today there's a small suggestion box posted beside the board, soliciting opinions on the diner's name change.

Because Lacey can't make up her own mind or something.

OOC

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

The Grilled Cheese Truck has been tormenting me on Twitter for like two weeks with these recipes, and they haven't even rolled out yet. Seriously, only in L.A. will you get gourmet food catering trucks. That are on Twitter so they can tell you where they are. So you can . . . get in your car, and drive to them.

Gonna be SP until evening, most likely, due to a fun-filled day of getting trained and training other people. And my new friend the blocking software. :P

Re: OOC

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

The Korean BBQ Truck has figured out a very good stop on its route - outside the main pedestrian gate during lunch hour. :)

Re: OOC

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

YOU GET THE KOREAN BBQ TRUCK? I HATE YOU. :O