I worked with Neal Jackson for the first time tonight. Henceforth Chef.
It began like this:
Me: What can I do Chef?
Chef: Go to the cool room. Get me eight potatos and there should be half a cabbage there. Not the Savoy cabbage. Savoy, the crinkly one. You want the ordinary one.
Me: The ordinary one.
Chef: Yes
[fossick and return]
Chef: Is that the only one?
Me: Ahm erm.
Chef:　That's a Savoy cabbage.
Me: Err hem.
[sound of soul gently collapsing]
It got better.