After my last gig at a failing restaurant run by an incompetent psychopath, working for a restaurant team that owns four successful restaurants is welcome relief.
Everyone who works for them has been working for them forever. Which is always a good sign.
It's super intimidating though, particularly because all of my coworkers are Total Babes, and I'm just Kinda Hot In My Own Way. Seriously, even the dishwasher looks like he could be an extra in an M. Ward video.
The wine list makes me dizzy.