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"I was a spider last week. You wouldn't have wanted me here." Miguel was currently writing an apology note to Eliot saying as much. The kitchen staff just shrugged. Hey, if they'd ignore that, Miguel would ignore the bronzed pancake-pig sculpture above the freezer. For now.

As long as he could keep the coffee coming.

Today's Specials
Coffee-flavored waffles with coffee and brown sugar bacon
Maple-espresso baked oatmeal
Greek yogurt with coffee-fig compote

It was possibly a thing.

Luke's was open!

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, October 15th, 2017 12:00 pm
uncertain_dume: (Facepalm Forever)
[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan was squinting speculatively at the kitchen staff today. There weren't towers of pancakes. There just... weren't. Pancakes were still on the menu, of course, but the horror stacks that were usually there... weren't. That was enough to raise his suspicion, all on its own.

"So, what's the catch?"

The cook stared at him blankly for a minute. And then held up his latest concoction.

Kanan squinted some more.

"Why am I not surprised?"

Today's Specials:
Halloween Your Meal!
Pumpkin Flavor or Fun Halloween Shapes Wherever Possible!

Kanan would never understand these guys.

[OOC: Scraping together the brain is taking a while today, apparently. Open!]

Luke's, Monday

Monday, October 9th, 2017 02:22 pm
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
It was Columbus Day, a US holiday fraught with entirely reasonable controversy. Eliot was braced for just about anything coming into his diner Monday morning.

He found his kitchen staff calmly performing their jobs and chatting amiably about perfectly mundane things. The dishwasher asked the busboy about his evening plans, and the busboy's answer was perfectly reasonable, something about having a night in with his boyfriend.

It was the strangest thing Eliot had seen from them in months.

He watched for several moments before the cook looked up and noticed him.

"We thought you'd gone on the trip!"

The busboy and dishwasher exchanged glances, and promptly launched into an onion fight. The cook began singing Klingon opera. Poorly.

Eliot gave a long suffering sigh and went to go sort out paperwork in his office.

Today's specials
Fried chicken salad
Chili cheese fries
Oven-fried apple pies

Luke's was open and OCD free.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, October 8th, 2017 07:48 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
One of these days, Kanan would come in to work and not immediately look around to see what stupid nonsense the kitchen staff was up to. Today was not that day. Today, Kanan was walking into the kitchen to see that the horrifying pancake sculpture from last week, the one that had looked vaguely like one of his favorite critters that lived in the freezer, was significantly more metallic than usual.


"You had it bronzed?"

He was going to blame you for this, Miguel. Somehow, with the answers the busboy and the dishwasher were trying to provide to him both at the same time, he found himself pretty certain this was your fault.

Today's Specials:
Butternut Squash Soup and Pancakes
Gnocchi with Squash and Kale and Pancakes
Roast Pork Loin with Apples and Pancakes
Apple and Pomegranate Crisp and Pancakes
Pancakes and Pancakes
Bacon, Eggs, Ham, and Spam. And Pancakes.

"If I promise not to take away your weird bronzed pancake monster, can I have that last one but without the pancakes?"

[OOC: Open! Also with a weird holiday SP warning!]
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"You actually did it."

The cook looked smug and handed Miguel a platter of marinated pork.

"Okay, I'll make it. But you have to take down that pancake...thing." He suspected it was supposed to replace the head he'd made them take down last week, but it looked a bit worse for wear.

The busboy sulked.

Miguel sighed. "Take it down or...preserve it somehow, plastinize it, I don't know. You know food goes bad otherwise, right?"

He'd pick his battles; Luke's was open.

Today's Specials
cochinita pibil
corn pudding
deep-fried banana fritters

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, October 1st, 2017 09:59 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
"I'm not going to ask."

Kanan came in to work to see a giant monster head fashioned out of pancakes, mounted on the wall above the freezer. It was definitely made with a lot of care and attention to detail, at least?

Kanan was squinting at it instead of wiping down the counters, so sue him.

"Pretty sure I saw that guy in the freezer, once. Ate out of my hand and everything."

The dishwasher proceeded to look very uncomfortable.

Today's Specials
Pancake Art!
It might or might not resemble something, but it's definitely art.

[OOC: Open!]
what_the_shock: (grr)
[personal profile] what_the_shock
There was indeed a monster head hung up in the kitchen. And it wasn't a mynock, but it was pretty hideous.

"Okay, no." Miguel narrowed his eyes at the busboy. "Unless you're making food from it, it does not go in the kitchen. And that thing looks like it's turning rancid already."

It didn't take much more than a small jump to grab it and haul it down. "I'm putting this in the dumpster. You can clean up the blood."

He came back in to a stubborn-looking cook.

"No, we're not making cochinita pibil - it would be ready tomorrow. If you want to start it marinading for next week, go right ahead."

Now the cook was sulking, but Luke's was open.

Today's Specials
Eggs Benedict
Death by Chocolate French Toast
no pork today

[Open post, no OCD!]

Luke's, Monday

Monday, September 25th, 2017 12:56 pm
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot already felt like he'd had a long week and it was only Monday. His kitchen staff was in fine form today.

"Are you," he said slowly, "fucking kidding me."

The busboy crossed his arms over his shredded, stained shirt, still clutching the spear in one hand. At the top of the spear was what Eliot could only guess was the head of some sort of wild freezer beast, at least judging by the tusks. The busboy smiled sheepishly. "Kill the pig?"

"Change your shirt," Eliot said. "Wash your hands, and get back to work." The busboy hesitated. "Now!"

The busboy let out a squeak and dropped the spear. Eliot picked it up carefully and tossed it into the freezer. When he turned to look at the rest of the kitchen staff, the cook and the dishwasher were both intently focused on their own duties, and refusing to look at him.

"There is something seriously wrong with all of you."

Today's specials
Chicken and bacon shish kabobs
Bacon-wrapped dates stuffed with blue cheese
Dark chocolate bacon cupcakes

"Sucks to your asthmar," muttered the dishwasher.

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, September 24th, 2017 07:30 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan had come in to work this morning to be almost immediately accosted by the cook, who had ventured into the freezer for berries and had been almost immediately chased out again by what he described as a pterodactyl with a vacuum cleaner attachment for a face. Kanan had sighed, grabbed the parka, and gone in to investigate.

And to get the berries. Like hell he was letting a Sunday go by without a berry sauce for those damn pancakes he could already smell cooking.

Twenty minutes, two enounters with polar bears, a high-five with that something with tentacles, and a flock of disgruntled mynocks later, and Kanan was surfacing again with the berries, anyway.

"Mynocks," he muttered. "Someone had to go and disturb the mynocks."

Today's Specials:
It's Sunday. You know it's pancake day.

At least it wasn't wampas, Kanan supposed.

[OOC: Open, SP warning applies here tooooo.]

Luke's, Monday

Saturday, September 23rd, 2017 10:51 am
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot was here on a Saturday.

The kitchen staff were all huddled together, staring at him suspiciously and taking bets as to what strange thing was about to happen.

"That's ridiculous," Eliot said. "I don't -- I'm not only here on a weekend when weird shit's going down."

"Usually it's 'cause the kids are here," the dishwasher said.

"Or the dead have risen," the busboy offered.

"Or when the aliens attack!" said the cook.

Eliot frowned, thinking, then shook his head. "Okay, but --"

"Remember the one where the Ghost of Christmas Present made everyone empathic?" said the busboy.

"That was a good one," the cook agreed. "I liked he one where he was about ten and climbed up on the awning to try to read."

"Definitely better than when he's sixty and all nostalgic," the dishwasher said.

"What about the time he got possessed by a serial killer and one of the customers had to magically throw him into the wall so she could escape?" the busboy asked.

The other two frowned at him.

"Was that a Saturday?"

"I don't even know, that was about a million years ago."

"Yeah, man, we're not talking about ancient history."

"Right," said Eliot. "Well. At least the new guy will get a feel for what working here will really be like."

Poor Miguel.

Today's specials
Sweet potato and brussel sprout hash with poached egg and thyme hollandaise
Brown butter pear crepes
Pumpkin cheesecake muffins

Luke's was open and OCD free, as the mun used all her brain on the text apparently.

Luke's, Monday

Monday, September 18th, 2017 12:13 pm
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"If it doesn't use chickpeas, it's not hummus!"

For once, Eliot wasn't the one yelling about food in the Luke's kitchen.

"What about this one, then?" the busboy asked. "It uses peas."

"Chickpeas!" the dishwasher said again. "You know, like garbanzo beans?! That's just mushy peas!"

"This one uses beans."

"Those are black beans!"

The dishwasher looked despairingly towards Eliot for help. Eliot smirked and shrugged. "You gotta pick your battles, man," he told him. "This could definitely be worse."

"Ooo, we should make this one! Pumpkin hummus!"

"That's a jam!!!"

Today's specials
English pea hummus
Black bean hummus
Pumpkin hummus
Hummus veggie wraps made with actual hummus OH MY GOD

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, September 17th, 2017 11:33 am
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"Really, guys?"

The kitchen staff just stared Kanan down.

"I mean, I'm not complaining. It isn't like I don't like the stuff or anything. I just figured... I don't know... Maybe you'd make some normal ones, too."

"It's September," the cook whispered, leaning in uncomfortably close. "September."

"... Knock yourself out, then," Kanan said, holding up his hands. "Go nuts."

Today's Specials:
Pumpkin Spice Pancakes

"I still maintain that maybe you could have made something else, too," Kanan muttered into his breakfast.

[OOC: Open!]

Luke's, Monday

Monday, September 11th, 2017 01:30 pm
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
"Okay. I know you guys don't try to pull this specific shit with the others. This is just to screw with me, isn't it."

The busboy Autumn King lifted his ceremonial cinnamon broom and shrugged. "I mean. Duh."

Today's specials
Pumpkin spice popcorn
Pumpkin spice bacon peanuts
Pumpkin spice grapefruit

"None of those is even an entree."

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, September 10th, 2017 09:32 am
uncertain_dume: (Little Smirk)
[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan was in... actually a pretty decent mood, all things considered. His outing with Hera to pick up a cargo of medical supplies hadn't gone even remotely as planned. Hell, it had gone kind of horribly. But not as horribly as it could have gone? They were still alive. The group of Rodian prisoners they'd liberated were still alive, and settling in on a planet far enough away from the outpost they'd been picked up at that they had a decent crack at not getting caught again. Kanan had even given them tips for falling off the radar, and he was pretty sure they'd taken those tips to heart.

So he didn't even seem all that perturbed today when the usual pancake tower spilled from the kitchen, leaving a pancake landslide sliding across the floor. Hell, he just walked around the mess, shrugged at the busboy, and then got back to running a cloth over the countertop.

Today's Specials:
There Was A Pancake Incident.
Philly Cheesesteak Mac and Cheese
Butternut Squash Mac and Cheese
Cajun Shrimp Mac and Cheese
Gouda Mac and Cheese with Peaches and Proscuitto

... Eh, Kanan would leave them to it.

And try that one one with the fruit in it, because why not?

[OOC: Open! OCD-freeeee.

Luke's, Monday

Monday, September 4th, 2017 12:38 pm
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
"Guys." Eliot rubbed the bridge of his nose as his staff went about hanging orange and red bunting, setting up cinnamon brooms, and arranging decorative gourds. "Guys, it's Labor Day."

"The evil summer has been defeated!" The busboy crowed. He had streaks of brown painted dramatically across his face and wore a sash declaring himself the "Autumn King". "Long live fall!"

"It's like 80 degrees outside."

"Bring me all the pumpkins and spices in the land!"

"Haven't I fired you, like, five times by now?"

Music swelled from the kitchen. The cook and the dishwasher started headbanging.

Eliot hated everyone.

Today's specials
Spicy pumpkin chili
Roasted beets and sweet potato
Autumn cheesecake

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, September 3rd, 2017 10:23 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
"Okay, I know your thing is Sunday pancakes," Kanan said, looking sternly at the cook as he leaned against the door frame, "but just once, once, could you find some day to mix things up a little? Please?"

Kanan really should have realized that the cook was going to take that as a dare.

Welcome to Luke's!
Today's Specials:
Spinach and Cheese Pancakes
Gingerbread Pancakes
Cinnamon Roll Pancakes
Beer and Brown Sugar Pancakes
Jaffa Cake Pancakes
Or anything else you can think to put into a pancake!

Though at the end of the day, Kanan couldn't even be mad. Possibly because he was forced to admit somewhere around his third helping of cinnamon roll pancakes that they were pretty damn good.

[OOC: Pft, OCD. It's a long weekend! Open!]

Luke's, Monday

Monday, August 28th, 2017 02:26 pm
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
So the new air conditioning was finally due to be installed today. Which was good, because the dishwasher had apparently hatched some sort of "clever plan" to make his own involving yesterday's leftover pancakes.

"I don't -- how do you even -- There's no --"

Once Eliot finished his apoplectic attempts at completing even a single sentence, he banished the dishwasher into the freezer by telling him they needed moose jerky.

How was this even his life.

Today's specials
Roasted vegetable pizza with ghost pepper sauce
Ghost pepper salsa with homemade tortilla chips
Ghost pepper raspberry sorbet

Luke's was open and OCD free.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, August 27th, 2017 07:55 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
God, it felt good to step behind the counter at Luke's again. There were still repairs going on here and there, but the place was looking like an actual business again. The sort where people could come in, sit down, and eat.


And the requisite Sunday pancake stack avalanche.

Today's Specials:
Pancakes! It's Sunday!

Luke's was open, the fans were on to make up for the continued lack of air conditioning, and the cook was making up a new stack of pancakes to replace the ones that had wound up falling on the busboy. Again.

Luke's, Monday

Monday, August 21st, 2017 01:04 pm
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
Luke's was slowly edging towards looking like an actual place of business again, putting Eliot in a far better mood than he'd been this time last week. They even had enough of it put back together to open in a limited way for actual customers -- so long as said customers didn't mind a general lack of air conditioning.

They did have fans? And the busboy was doing a decent job of keeping up with replacing the bowls of ice in front of each one. So that was almost the same thing. . . .

Today's specials
Mexican shrimp cocktail
Tomato and peach salad with goat cheese
Blueberry-watermelon gazpacho
Apricot almond swirl ice cream pie

Now, if Eliot could just get the kitchen staff to shut up about whether ayurvedic medicine and "cooling foods" were a thing, he might even have a halfway decent day. . . .

Luke's was open and OCD free.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, August 20th, 2017 02:07 pm
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Kanan was actually in a pretty good mood today as he navigated the reconstruction efforts at Luke's. He'd made a pit-stop in his own galaxy over the course of the week to pick up those panes of transparisteel to replace his window at home, and the ones here, like Eliot had requested. Which meant that today, he was framing them up, laughing to himself a little every now and again.

Hey, if Eliot wanted windows that could put up with more abuse than the walls they were framed into, Kanan wasn't going to argue. Around here that was what he liked to call, 'sensible.'

[OOC: Open! OCD-free pfft.]

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, August 13th, 2017 08:15 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan had heard that the situation at Luke's was bad. He hadn't realized quite how bad until he arrived to lend a hand during his usual Sunday hours and there wasn't a pancake to be seen.

You knew it was dire when it was a Sunday without pancakes. It still wasn't the worst he'd ever seen, but after eight years of traveling the galaxy in the wake of the Empire's takeover he had a really, really high bar to hit where that was concerned.

It looked like someone had done a lot of the tidying already. The puddles he'd half expected to find were gone, the chairs had been put upright, that sort of thing. There were still huge pieces of debris that needed to be cleared away, though, and so Kanan was making himself useful that way, trusting the Force to not let him move anything that was still carrying any sort of weight, because it looked like what was left of the upstairs needed all the support it could get.

Luke's wasn't open so much as the door was propped open with a mangled chair so that Kanan could haul the impossibly heavy stuff outside. There were going to be a lot of trips back and forth today.

And still no pancakes.

[OOC: Open in that it is a business post in town that you're free to swing by to interact in, but closed for business for obvious reasons!]
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Hardison looked at Luke's and the dilapidated apartment above it, sighed, and let himself inside. It was a wreck there; broken wood and shattered glass, a few remaining pools of water and many water-damaged items, the booths and stools all tossed around and left wherever they'd fallen. The shark that had slammed into the diner had been one of the ones tossed into the hurricane, but the weird, briney smell remained.

Still, like his nana always said, ain't nothing ever got done by just looking at it.

Getting out a bunch of cleaning supplies from the closet that was only half-covered by a fallen beam, Hardison took the broom and started sweeping up the broken glass. Then he'd mop up the remaining water, maybe turn the remaining chairs rightside up...see how much was left to fix once the dirt was scrubbed away.

A few hours later, the staff arrived with a bunch of sandwich fixings, cool water, and Gatorade to help everyone keep their strength and electrolytes up.

Today's Special
We look like we're open to you? C'mon now.
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[personal profile] geniuswithasmartphone
The staff at Luke's were also busy preparing for the storm: putting plywood over the windows, putting all the glassware and ceramics into storage and using washable plastic dishes instead, and cooking up a lot of the food that needed refrigeration, just in case. Luke's freezer was hooked up to a nuclear reactor, but the fridge was pretty regular (outside of being gigantic) and no one wanted to deal with cleaning it out Monday morning if they lost power over the weekend.

On the other hand, the staff would only let Hardison eat Hot Pockets, claiming they needed to get rid of them before they all went bad.


Today's HURRICANE! Specials
Hot Pockets
Choose-Your-Own-Filling Omeletts
Bread Pudding with Marscapone and summer berries

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, July 30th, 2017 09:23 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan walked in for his shift... and ducked just in time for a flying pancake to sail magestically overhead.

"You take that back," the busboy was shouting at the cook. "Everyone knows that dog feet are the cutest!"

"No, you take it back! Cat beans are the superior beans!"

Another pancake was flung across the room. Kanan sighed and walked in to take his seat behind the counter. Which would have been a mistake. Immediately the busboy turned to him with a, "Back me up on this! You have a dog!"

"But he's been a cat," the cook interjected.

"With weird little bird feet!"

After a few minutes of that, Kanan just rolled his eyes and used the Force to shove a precarious stack of pancakes down on both of them.

Today's Special:
Pancakes. And free treats for any visiting dogs or cats cats or dogs pets.

Lukes, Monday

Monday, July 24th, 2017 02:21 pm
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
The staff, kitchen and wait-, were all clustered together by the lunch counter today, discussing something called "dadsonas". Eliot was pretty sure he didn't want to know.

"Hey boss!" the busboy called. "What would your dadsona be?"

"Firing you if you don't get back to work."

"Oooo, hardass dad." The busboy shook his head sadly. "Not great for the kid, but I bet you could win over some of the other dads, if they're into being dominated."

"He should be a cowboy dad," one of the servers suggested. "And date the goth dad."

"Nooo, history dad! Then he can turn the guy's teenage dirtbag son around!"

Eliot growled under his breath and fantasized about having a staff that actually bothered to listen to him, anymore.

Today's specials
Tuscan porterhouse steak with red wine-peppercorn jus
Broiled asparagus with garlic
Garlic, basil, and bacon deviled eggs

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, July 23rd, 2017 10:42 am
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Kanan was giving the kitchen staff a side-eye today. Not because of the usual stack of pancakes. He was used to the usual stack of pancakes by now. Not even because of all the singing they were doing today, just exchanging their favorite songs and trying to compare and contrast the superiority of different musical styles.

Nope. He was side-eyeing them because when they asked him for one of his favourite musical styles they started snickering like children when he gave them his answer.

"I'm never going to understand you."

Today's Specials!
Ask for Kanan's Favorite Type of Music
It won't get you a discount or anything, but if you can get him to answer you'll at least be amused while you eat.

He probably should have named smazzo instead.

[OOC: Open! I'm feeling twelve today.]

Luke's Diner, Thursday

Thursday, July 20th, 2017 12:40 pm
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Today was International Chess Day and Luke's had a surprising number of people inside with chessboards all set up to play. There was also a large garden chess set set up in the middle of the restaurant for kids to play with. Hardison, who was still brooding over the weekend more than was probably healthy, was only too glad to nod at a wizened old Latino man and join him at his table for a game or two. Getting his ass whupped by a secret chess ninja was a good way to take his mind off of imagining what had happened to Noah.

It was also a fun way to annoy the hell out of Sterling, because of course Hardison was texting Olivia and then telling Sterling about their conversation.

Today's Specials
Black and White Milkshakes
No Mess Crudite Platter with Dips
Bacon-Wrapped Potatoes

[No OCD]

Luke's, Monday

Monday, July 17th, 2017 10:35 am
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[personal profile] vdistinctive
So apparently the kitchen staff's alternate selves had had . . . some kind of drama, over the weekend, and now none of them were talking to each other. So when Eliot got to the diner after doing a circuit on the island looking for his partners -- he hadn't managed to keep track of either of them all weekend, so, you know, that was just great -- they hadn't gotten anything put together for the day's menu.

"Big greasy breakfast," Eliot suggested.

The staff blinked at him.

"You know, comfort foods?"

They stared more. Eliot growled.

"Get to work."

Today's specials
Beautiful cinnamon rolls, too good for this world, too pure

Luke's was open.

Luke's Diner, Thursday

Thursday, July 13th, 2017 04:04 am
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"What I wanna know is how y'all even found my Nana's Facebook," Hardison said, glowering at the new placemats adorning every table. "An' also maybe how y'all had a time to go out an' get a picture of me printed an' professionally laminated."

The busboy was looking at one of the extra placemats and trying not to snicker. Openly. "I friended her back when she visited the island," the dishwasher volunteered. "We share gardening tips over Messenger."

"If you say so," Hardison said, taking a seat and putting his laptop directly over his younger self's face. "Now if y'all will excuse me, I gotta go rain digital hell on for awhile."

Today's Specials
VEAL scallopini
SPRING peas and BABY carrots
Gingerbread BABIES

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, July 9th, 2017 12:41 pm
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[personal profile] uncertain_dume
Everything was rainbows.

Kanan knew there was a reason for that. Hell, he appreciated the reason for it. But it meant that he was being faced with a wealth of food he was only beginning to become familiar with, now with an added layer of confusing hues for good measure.

Well. For the most part.

"Good to know it doesn't matter what colors you add to a pancake, it still looks like a pancake."

Luke's was open. And they had rainbow pancakes, apparently.

[OOC: Open! OCD-free!]

Luke's, Monday

Monday, July 3rd, 2017 10:57 am
vdistinctive: (oh-REALLY-face)
[personal profile] vdistinctive
The diner was full of red, white, and blue bunting today. The entire staff, kitchen and wait-, were crowded at the lunch counter sorting excitedly through a cardboard box. The busboy held a roman candle up triumphantly — only to have it snatched out of his hand by an incredulous Eliot.

"What the hell."

"It's the fourth of July!" the cook said proudly.

"No." Eliot put the roman candle back in the box and then picked the whole thing up to lug it to his office. "Tomorrow is the fourth of July. Today is the third."

"Every day can be the fourth of July," the dishwasher said with tremendous solemnity. "If we just love each other."

"If you try to set fireworks off in or around this building at any time, you won't even have to worry about burning the building down. Because I will kill you."

The staff scattered, rushing to get back to work.

Today's specials
Firecracker grilled salmon
Fire roasted grilled corn
Strawberry champagne sparkler cupcake dessert

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, July 2nd, 2017 08:58 am
uncertain_dume: (Sourface)
[personal profile] uncertain_dume
The kitchen staff was murmuring amongst themselves today. Ever since Kanan came in for his shift, actually. After all, he had one of those neat-looking laser swords clipped to his belt, which all on its own more or less clarified just what had been going on with the toppling pancake stacks that occasionally happened.

"Pay up," said the dishwasher, once he was fairly certain Kanan was out of earshot.

"Dammit," the busboy muttered as he pulled a twenty from his pocket and forked it over. "Why couldn't it have been ghosts?"

Welcome To Luke's!
Today's Specials:
Herb-Stuffed Pork Tenderloin
Blueberry Cobbler

Kanan just rolled his eyes and shook his head, running a bar-rag over the countertops. The kitchen staff, he could handle. But if Vader walked in to this place again, he was gone.

[OOC: Open!]

Luke's Diner

Thursday, June 29th, 2017 01:24 am
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There were no notes at the radio station this morning, so Hardison stopped at the diner a little earlier than usual. And, hey, they had an omelette station set up. Who was he to say no to that? Sure, he had to argue with the Cook about whether or not he just wanted egg whites (he did not) and whether or not he wanted cheese and bacon (he did), but eventually he settled down with a giant omelette and a side of bacon and hashbrowns.

And promptly smothered the whole thing in ketchup, prompting howls of rage from the omelette station.

Hardison didn't care; this breakfast was awesome!

Today's Special's
Omelette Bar
Fresh-Squeezed Orange Juice
Bacon, Turkey Bacon, Fakin', Sausage
No Ketchup

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, June 25th, 2017 09:04 am
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"I just really want some kind of cake with too much fruit on it," Kanan announced as he stepped into Luke's for his shift today. "You do that for me, you can do any weird thing with pancakes that you want.

And that was how Kanan got almost an entire strawberry cream cake to himself.

And why the rest of the staff spent the day attempting to perfect their plate spinning routine using pancakes.

You win some, you lose some.

[OOC: Open!]

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, June 18th, 2017 09:09 am
uncertain_dume: (Beard Stroke)
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The cooking staff was feeling adventurous again. Kanan didn't quite know what to make of that fact, except that it involved making hamburgers... but using pancakes as the bun.

"I'll try this once, he said to the cook as a plate was tentatively shoved his way. "But I can't guarantee I'll finish it."

He'd finish it. And he'd go back for seconds.

Welcome To Luke's!
Today's Specials:
Hamburger Pancakes, we guess?

It should be noted that nobody should hold themselves to Kanan's standards. That was a dangerous thing to do.

Luke's, Monday

Monday, June 12th, 2017 11:37 am
vdistinctive: (happy phone-face)
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"She said she wanted to what?"

Eliot was meant to be working on paperwork today at Luke's. Instead, he was on the phone, attempting not to laugh out loud.

"No, no, of course it's not funny. But Tru . . . Cassie's been obsessed with swords forever. You had to have seen this comin' at least a little." He caught the eyes of the busboy, and rolled his own good naturedly. "I never went to college either, Tru, it's not a — okay, bad example. Hardison never went to college. Well. He went once, but it was on a job. . . . Tru. Trudy. Look, I'm sure she's not going to go become a criminal. . . . Well if she does, we'll teach her how to do it right — hello? Trudy, you still there?"

He pulled the phone away and looked at it. His sister had hung up on him.

He chuckled softly to himself and after a bit of poking found the message app and Cassie's phone number.

i know a couple blacksmiths he typed. let me knowif you want some advice

Ah. Family.

Today's specials
Cinnamon brewet
Salad of roots
Quinces in paast

Luke's was open. And ever so slightly medieval.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, June 11th, 2017 07:49 am
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Kanan... was not handling the fallout of Wednesday well. Between repeatedly re-living his Caleb days and repeatedly finding himself with an ugly raw wound across his face, he'd had enough to process the day after that he'd started drinking, and then just didn't bother to stop until sometime Saturday evening. And he knew damn well that he shouldn't, that Master Billaba would've been disappointed in him, that there were better ways to deal with that much baggage, but it wasn't as though the Jedi had instilled in him a strong set of coping skills, and the years after the Jedi hadn't been much better.

He was sober today, if only because he needed to be able to work coherently in order to earn money for things like fuel for the Escape, but he'd brought his Lisa Frank horror dog with him for that extra bit of moral support. So long as Stance stayed out of the kitchen, it was probably fine.

And if somebody told him it wasn't fine, he'd drop a stack of pancakes on their heads with the Force. So, there was that.

Welcome to Luke's!
Today's Specials:
Goat Cheese Steak with Balsamic Glaze
Purple Potato Gnocchi with Chestnut Mushrooms
Raspberry Lemon and Coconut Cheesecake

Kanan would probably even be proud of the cooking staff for managing something in addition to the usual 'pancakes' this weekend, but he was too busy throwing wadded-up napkins for Stance to chase across the dining room to really even notice.
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The restaurant was also much bigger than Hardison remembered and an odd peach color. Hardison didn't know what was happening, but figured that whatever it was, Eliot wouldn't be pleased about it. The staff, however, decided to roll with it, incorporating peaches in every dish.

Today's Specials
Zucchini Ribbons, Peaches, and Macadamia Cream Salad
Brazed Brisket with Bourbon Peach Glaze
Fresh Southern Peach Cobbler

It smelled like a church barbeque in Luke's. Hardison ordered a big plate of everything while he went around giving viruses and trojans to racists and sexist trolls on the internet. Sometimes it was good to get back to basics.

[No OCD]

Luke's, Wednesday

Wednesday, June 7th, 2017 06:27 pm
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Kenzi was pestering her bestie via phone. As ya do.

"So, I'll get the staff to make anything you want, come on in. Tear yourself away from the Chair of Relaxation. And your proximity to the janitorial staff. You guys are good with me sacrificing you on the altar of Bo, right?"

Reactions were mixed, but some of them might have sounded okay with that.

Meatloaf on a Blue Plate
Grilled Gruyere with Pear
Mexican Milkshake

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, June 4th, 2017 10:16 am
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"What the...?"

Once again, the diner had the usual Sunday doomstacks of pancakes waiting for Kanan when he came in for his shift.

The doomstacks of pancakes also now had cute toppers on them, of some sort. Cute toppers of the marshmallow Peep persuasion, looking down from on high at Kanan with their beady little eyes.

"The cook found a crate of them in the freezer," the busboy explained.

Kanan stared at them uncertainly.

The Peeps stared back.

"Force save me."

[OOC: I'm not admitting to having had Peeps for breakfast don't judge me oh look this post is open!

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, May 28th, 2017 08:10 am
uncertain_dume: (Facepalm Forever)
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When Kanan came in to work today, there were the usual pancake stacks, yes, but the cook was also hard at work carefully arranging a bunch of the pancakes, layering various fruit fillings between them, and icing a bunch of them up like birthday cakes.

Of course, Kanan made the mistake of asking, "What's the occasion?"

Apparently there didn't need to be an occasion to make birthday cakes out of pancakes, and Kanan had to contend with disgruntled side-eyes all day.

Fine. See if he cared. He was still going to eat like half of one of the cook's weird cakes before the day was through, just watch.

[OOC: Bloop goes my brain. OCD-Free and SP is the name of the game as I get kidnapped for my Dad's birthday party.]

Luke's, Monday

Monday, May 22nd, 2017 01:32 pm
vdistinctive: (exasperated-face)
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There was a small fighting ring set up in the kitchen.

"No," said Eliot.

"Awwwww," said the busboy.

The dishwasher sighed and pulled off his luchador mask.

Today's specials
Birria de cabra
Ensalada de nopal
Pastel de tres leches

"And you," Eliot told the cook. "Take off the cape and put on a damn apron."

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, May 21st, 2017 08:06 am
uncertain_dume: (Wait What)
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Okay, Kanan had been given homework last weekend, sort of. He was supposed to find and eat SweeTarts candy and Red Bull. He'd gotten his hand on the candy halfway through the week, had tried it, and had decided it wasn't half bad.

He came into work today with a can of Red Bull, and hadn't quite gotten around to trying it yet. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the cook was apparently some kind of small fluffy nerf creature and they were dangerously low on what some locals had come to consider their Sunday morning pancake habit. Between himself and the dishwasher, they managed to actually get a good start on working up a decent pancake reserve, and the Red Bull was left sitting on the front counter, untouched but not forgotten.

By the time Kanan got back into the dining room, the busboy had hidden it. The last thing anybody needed was Kanan all buzzed on energy drink.

[OOC: Open, heck with OCD again this week!]

Luke's, Friday

Friday, May 19th, 2017 10:51 am
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The cook was still a sheep. Parker was not letting the dishwasher put lamb up as a special, though.

"Rude," she scolded him. "You have to give the other animals a chance to shine."

Rodeo Elk Burgers
Teal Deer Not Blue Venison
Cheese Omelets

"First person to put an Alot on the menu gets smacked," she added, slapping a spatula into her palm.

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Monday

Monday, May 15th, 2017 11:41 am
vdistinctive: (over the shoulder-face)
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"We might be a little slow today," the busboy warned Eliot when he came into the diner. "The cook's turned into a sheep."

"Maaaaahhhhhh," said the cook.

"Right." Eliot sighed and reached for an apron. "Guess the paperwork can wait."

"Um," said the dishwasher, raising his hand. "Can — can I cook this time?"

Eliot raised an eyebrow. ". . . Sure, alright."

Today's specials
Classic Moroccan pastilla
Tajine with lamb and mango

"Really?!" The busboy was trying to shield the cook's eyes from seeing the specials board. "Lamb?!"

"Maaaaahhhhhh," said the cook.

"He knows what he did," said the dishwasher.

Luke's was open.

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, May 14th, 2017 09:31 am
uncertain_dume: (Annoyed)
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Once again, Kanan came in to a shift with no stacks of pancakes piled up to the ceiling.

This week, he wasn't so certain he trusted it.

"What's the special this week, guys?"

The cook gave him a blank look.

"Do you... know what you're going to be cooking this morning at all?" Kanan hedged.

The rest of the kitchen staff joined the cook in giving Kanan a blank look.

"Do you remember how to make food?"

The dish-washer laid a hand on his shoulder.



"Fine, make your kriffing pancakes."

So, it was another pancake day today.

[OOC: Also open, also OCD-free!]
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Apparently, the staff of Lukes was having some kind of tiff with the staff of Chilly Boulder. Hardison didn't understand it, Hardison didn't want to understand it, Hardison sat through the fifteen minute tirade about the supposed injustices inflicted upon them by the Chilly Boulder staff playing with his phone and tuning out the busboy's impassioned ranting.

All he knew was that the Chilly Boulder staff had somehow mortally insulted Luke's and that was why there was a deluxe sundae bar set up in the dining room. That was apparently the equivalent of Shots Fired in restaurant parlance and the staff was gleefully waiting for Chilly Boulder to notice the sick burn.


"Still don't care," Hardison said for the third time as the busboy wheeled around to say somethin'. "You ain't allowed to give the ice cream away for free just to 'really stick it to 'em.' An' mumblin' 'You ain't the boss of me' isn't gonna make me change my mind."

Today's Specials!
All you can eat sundae bar!
Lots of flavors! Lots of toppings!
Best ice cream on the island!

suck it cb!

Hardison was just going to pretend he didn't see the last line on the Specials Board. It was easier that way.

[No OCD!]

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, May 7th, 2017 08:51 am
uncertain_dume: (Uuuh)
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Another week, another Sunday spent in the diner. Kanan had braced himself for too-many-damn-pancakes coming in this morning, and had been pleasantly surprised to see that the pancake count when he arrived for his shift was a sane amount, and that the cook was back to making them fresh to order.

When Kanan asked why there weren't stacks of the damn things piled up to the ceiling, the cook just shrugged, reached for his container of batter mix, and then raised an eyebrow as the busboy yelped and ran to hide behind one of the booths in the dining area, babbling about being buried alive.

Huh. Trauma worked. Good to know.

Kanan, secure in his ability to walk through the kitchen without having to keep an eye out for falling pancakes, made his way over to grab an apple or something to eat for breakfast...

... and just barely managed to dive out of the way in time as the cook opened the fridge and a sweeping tidal wave of kiwi fruit poured out.

So, that was what today's special was, apparently. Anything and everything, just so long as it came with a side of weird, brown, furry fruit.

[OOC: Continuing my no OCD trend because I FEEL LIKE IT THAT'S WHY.]

Luke's, Sunday

Sunday, April 30th, 2017 09:02 am
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If someone had told Kanan on Thursday that an attempt to go back to his own galaxy for a top-up on groceries would end up in a Portalocty mixup that involved him having to fly the Escape through tunnels and weird flying golden rings while being shot at by other ships, all the while having someone insisting that he do a kriffing barrel roll over the comm system, he...

... Well, he probably wouldn't have doubted it. He'd been through weirder. Just never while trying to get to a market back home that he could buy some fresh fruits and nerf from. He hadn't made it back home until late last night, looking vaguely annoyed as he put his groceries away, and then, after a shower, he'd just kind of collapsed on the couch. Apparently Portalocity was apparently still working some bugs out of the system after that whole mynock thing.

So when he stumbled into Luke's slightly late this morning to see the usual multitudes of pancakes waiting for him, it was entirely possible that one of those stacks just happened to fall on the busboy when he made the truly astute observation that Kanan wasn't quite on time today.

Oopsie. They really had to pay better attention to the structural integrity of the foundation of their pancake towers, didn't they?

Luke's, Monday

Monday, April 24th, 2017 01:36 pm
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So the Leverage crew didn't have any kids visiting this weekend. They had managed — somehow — to get a note through the portal, folded into the most intricate paper airplane Eliot had ever seen, assuring them that Spike and Ada were both just fine, but were simply far too busy to visit this year. Eliot had decided that the island was taking it easy on him, seeing as he'd managed to adopt himself a 19 year old daughter only a few weeks before.

Just because he didn't have his own visiting yougin's didn't mean he wasn't making sure he had his diner open for last-day-brunch for everyone else's, though. It was a little bit sad not to have enthusiastic and skilled — both with the cooking and with making his brain explode in tiny ways — assistants in the kitchen today, but Eliot was making do just fine. The busboy and the dishwasher apparently had themselves a tiny little three year old moppet — Eliot was firmly Not Asking — who happily made disgusted faces and noises any time she came over to watch the pancake- or egg-making process, so he at least had some extra kid-shaped entertainment today.

Today's specials
Omelets made to order
Pancake and waffle bar

Luke's was open.

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