Hot and Cross

Fixed, like most supermarket bakes Goods lack moisture and flavour. Find a local baker who doesn't use cheap nasty fats and doesn't buy in the dough.
Well we used to make all our dough from scratch. Whether the ingredients used were of a lower quality I couldn't say for sure.
 
Christmas was another one - used to have to work a night shift over Christmas (this is a large part of the reason I got out of retail) because we sold, on average an extra 3000 loaves PER DAY during the festive period. That's in a small town of about 30,000 people.

Who the hell eats all that extra bread?
 
Christmas was another one - used to have to work a night shift over Christmas (this is a large part of the reason I got out of retail) because we sold, on average an extra 3000 loaves PER DAY during the festive period. That's in a small town of about 30,000 people.

Who the hell eats all that extra bread?

Ducks
 
Every year, at about this point, I still have flashbacks to the job in a supermarket bakery I had about 15 years ago.

Hot Cross Buns. They're an absolute menace. All around the Easter period, I would basically spend 8 hours a day making them, and they're an absolute nightmare. You would end your shift caked in flour mix and glaze.

Think of the poor baker when you're tucking in!

Don't you mean "Think of Jesus who suffered and died upon the cross for your sins when you're tucking in" ???

;)
 
yeh well when i was a teenager, i worked at sainsbury's on a weekend collecting the trollies.

**** me. those things just do not stop coming. i used to envy the people who worked in the bakery. atleast you could smuggle a doughnut down your gullet. not me, i was there wind, rain or shine working with some middle aged bloke who was pretty simple and having to direct old people to the entrance of the supermarket or aid them in parking their car!

i'd work as fast as i could and still get whinged at by my supervisor. ''i don't know if you've noticed, we have some strays over by pc world''. yeh i'd noticed ya ******* but i'm not superman.

i'd have traded your position. next time you're returning your trolley. think of the poor ****er who collects it.

I used to work on a till. I envied the guy collecting the trolleys, at least you got away from the customers.
 
**** me. those things just do not stop coming. i used to envy the people who worked in the bakery. atleast you could smuggle a doughnut down your gullet.

I must admit, there was a certain amount of 'quality control' on the important things, cookies, pain au chocolat, that kind of thing. :D
 
Are you all going to not kill each other though? Because otherwise your plan just isn't going to work.

I slipped and tried a double chocolate hot cross bun last night. :o

It wasn't all that.
 
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