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... d out to the customer and placed in front of him by Constantine himself. "On behalf of the diner, we hope you enjoy your meal," he said graciously.
The orders were sailing out that window—they couldn’t carry them out fast enough to the diners. The young men in the back were cooking just like they had been trained all of their lives. The simple recipe was there and it was easy for them to follow, timers were going off left and right, they were showed how to plate the food. Constantine had ...
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