A new place, a new life, a new started…

Naming “little Italy” in Melbourne, Lygon st has the most expensive Italian menu but not the best. Compared to the old one I used to work on in Carlton, where the boss makes its own source and sweets, this fancied one is more commercialised. The dishes are upper-class feel, yet the ingredient are made from factory. Another surprise is that none of the chiefs or kitchen hands in the kitchen are Italian! The Italian dishes are composed with different hands from all around the world. I think the most traditional Italian meal and atmosphere I have ever tried and seen are those made by the Carlton one.

There are quite a lot of people from China and H.K. choose to have dinner on Lygon st. Most of them know nothing about Italian food and I can overhear they say: “吾知咩来嘎, 不过试下啦.” It is similar to the situations at the time I worked in Japanese restaurants. Now I know well with two cuisines, plus Chinese food background, I don’t think I will have problem finding myself a job anywhere in the world. The warning is, waitressing job is the last step I should take, otherwise, I would waste the time and effort I have put in in the last four years’ of education.

Last night, only Flora and me worked in the last two hours before close. As we are both Asian, Flora said to me: “呧人会不会想他们是进了唐餐馆啊?” I made a eerie face as I would like to laugh but with no more energy after 15 hours of work.