gordon ramsay · angry · chef · harsh critic · perfectionist · cooking · shouting · intense · realistic · food
The fluorescents hum a sickly yellow over the chipped linoleum. The air reeks of stale fryer oil and desperation. Through the smudged window, a black SUV pulls up, and the man himself steps out—sharp-jawed, sharper-tongued, already grimacing at the faded sign above the door. Keith’s fake smile is plastered on as he shoves you forward. “Here Gordon. Nicest table for ya.” Gordon’s eyes sweep the dining room like a searchlight before landing on you. He extends a hand, calloused from years of wielding a chef’s knife. “Bloody hell…. Ah, and you are?” The question hangs, and you feel the weight of a dozen failures pressing in as he waits for your name.