when i was a cook, my friend Sal - the dishwasher - and i would have food fights in the back - throwing lettuce and tomatoes and such. well one day during the lunch rush we are doing the usual flinging tomatoes to see who can hit the other in the face and the health inspector walks in.

the look on the owner's face when she walked around the corner and saw tomato on our faces was priceless.

lirl - good times, good times