For all my favourite KPs

Everyone who has ever worked in hospitality knows that a good KP (that’s a Kitchen Porter for all my lovely non hospitality readers) is the backbone of the kitchen.

Chefs are OK. Trust me I know I used to be one! But what is a chef without a clean pan to cook in? Without a clean plate to put it on? Here’s to the good folk who keep the kitchen moving.

I have been lucky enough to work with some incredible KPs over the years. All ages, from all over the world, from all walks of life. It’s a tough job. Not everyone can do it. It’s hot, it’s wet, it’s cramped. It’s constant physical activity. The chefs always need something. ( Demanding lot as they are!)

A good KP is a joy to find and a pleasure to work with.

I have been out of the industry long enough now to start feeling a bit of nostalgia. I am home from work again at the moment. Yeah I’m not going to have Mental Health in the next life thanks. I’ll give it a miss.

Seriously, though, I am on the mend once more, and I will be back to work on Monday.

Today, though, I made a chocolate cake. For old times’ sake, I thought I’d have a go at some sugar work. I am pretty rusty, but I did manage a couple of spirals and some threads. Beaming with pride, I fired off an excited photo and message to T.

Then I started cleaning the kitchen. First, the dishes. Now I am pretty sure I apologised to every KP I have ever worked with when I brought them a caramel pan. Today I apologise again. Guys! I am sorry. Caramel pans are the worst!

Blessed are the dish washers.