#private chefs

[operationalchefconsultantblog]

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#Temp chefs #Chef agencies #Chef Agency #Agency Chefs #Private Chef Agency #Private Chefs #Private Chef #Personal Chef #Chef Jobs #Consulting Chefs #Best Chef Agency #Chef Consultancy #permanent chefs

[goldenwayconcierge]

#concierge services #luxury #vip #mykonos #Mykonosluxuryconcierge #MykonosLuxury #travel #luxury lifestyle #villas #viptransportation #security #massage #yachts #private chauffeur #private chefs #butler #Michelin star restaurants #Youtube

[exmoor4all]

Meet the Chefs: Anita-Clare Field

“People who love to eat are always the best people” Julia Child Anita-Clare Field has been passionate about food since she could balance on a stool and watch her mother create dishes from around the world. Formerly a Magazine Publisher, Anita-Clare decided to make cooking her career nearly 10 years ago as she recovered from a bad accident. She launched her tiny Bistro in the back of her…

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#ExFF23 #Exmoor #Exmoor Food Fest #Private Chefs

[listiquedirectoryuk]

Find out the best cooking Christmas dinner from the private chef in London.

#cooking #food #cooking food #christmas #private chefs #professional chefs

[h3xactinellida]

ik the sub has only been lost for like not that long yet but i hope theyve resorted to cannibalism embarrassingly quickly

#like after 5 hours their idiot asses are like ‘well. it’s the custom of the sea’ #rich bitches when they have to go 3 hours without a private chef

[katakaluptastrophy]

Thinking once again about the anniversary dinner, and about how the unusual isolation of Canaan House gives us the wrong impression about the lives of the scions, who would normally be surrounded by those retainers, attendants, and domestics forbidden in the Emperor's letter.

The Fifth clearly not only can and do cook, but enjoy doing so. If they're casually throwing together a dinner party for 20 people, you have to assume they've done something in that ballpark before.

But for all that we get Magnus' self-effacing comments about being better at making dessert than duelling and non-threatening, apron-wearing Abigail, this is something that will be very much a hobby for them. Abigail is the feudal despot of perhaps the most powerful House in the Dominicus System, and Magnus is a chief civil servant at the heart of the imperial bureaucracy. They may have the facilities to and enjoy cooking for each other and their friends. But they are almost certainly not doing that regularly.

Nor are they hosting a dinner party in quite the way us plebs would think about it.

Most of us probably don't casually invite 20 friends, acquaintances, and rivals round on whim, but then again, most of us don't have the domestic assistance they're clearly used to and still have access to in Canaan House:

"The appearance of two skeletons bearing an enormous tureen of food...under Abigail's direction, they filled everyone's bowl..." "...the various Houses stood around with warm cups in their hands to watch the skeletons clear up...listening to...the clatter of skeletons with used up knives and forks."

They may have cooked a fantastic spread, but it seems like the tables have been set (with those "yellowing tablecloth[s]" brought out of "deep storage") by the skeleton servitors. The food has been served and cleared away by them. Perhaps they have also been involved in some of the preparation - after all, it is much more pleasant to cook when you don't have to chop onions for 20.

#the locked tomb #tlt meta #abigail pent #magnus quinn #I once briefly found myself on 'private chefs to the wealthy' Tik Tok #Where bringing in staff to help prep and to serve the intimate dinner party for your closest 20 friends seems to be the done thing

[chocodile]

Had to draw Hyden saying (screeching) this Musk quote. It's too perfectly deranged.

Reality can, at times, be stranger than fiction.

Source:

There are many eye-opening moments where [Musk] verbally whales on his staff or on visitors. He told one manager he would split his skull open and brand his brain with F for failure. "Don't ever use the word budget with me again, because it means you've turned off your brain," he berated an engineer who wanted to talk about reducing component cost. "Get that guy the fuck out of here!" he screamed at the 70-year-old Bill Wolters, a lobbyist for Texas car dealerships.

#who is he mad at? could be absolutely anyone #a chef a maid a gardener #probably not a colleague though he knows to hold his tongue a little better around them... mostly #my ocs #hyden #furry #anthro #...hyden would also refer to his private jet location as his 'assassination coordinates'

[valeriianz]

I've had this Dreaming The Proposal AU sitting in my drafts for a while. Then @voukkake comes out with this art and I figured it was time to brush off the dust and share what I'd written lol. This is seriously all I'm going to write so if anyone is interested I'm begging you to pick this up. I'm dying to read Dream awkwardly interacting with Hob's family (also @valiantstarlights suggestion that Betty White is Destiny?? ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT). Anyway...

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Dream is about to be deported because his visa application has been denied. He is in the middle of a meeting with his lawyers when Hob, his secretary, pops in the room to inform Dream of a very important phone call and Dream comes up with the insane plan to marry Hob to keep his immigration status.

He gestures for Hob to come over and Hob, clueless, wanders into the room and stands next to Dream, who takes him by the arm and tugs him just a little bit further to stand awkwardly close.

Dream announces their engagement and Hob stands there, shell shocked and feels his mouth moving against his will. That yeah, they are getting married. They are in love, sure. It isn’t until they leave the office, following Dream back to his, that Hob’s brain seems to come back online.

“What just happened in there?”

Dream grouses, head down, already back to his work as if nothing happened. Like he didn’t just use Hob as a pawn in his scheme to get around his denied visa application.

“They were going to make Morningstar editor-in-chief.” Is all Dream says, disdain dripping from every word. He still hasn’t looked up.

Hob stands there, still as a statue. His head is swimming with words, with emotions. Anger, disbelief, betrayal… and a small tiny flicker of undeniable interest that he hastily stomps out.

He manages to put the pieces together rather quickly though, while Dream continues sifting through paperwork.

“This is illegal,” Hob manages to croak out, brows furrowing. 

“Oh, please. The government looks for terrorists, not book publishers.” Dream’s head is still down in his paperwork.

Hob blinks, taking a step up to Dream’s desk. “I'm not marrying you.”

“Sure you are.” Dream sets aside a stack of papers and finally gives Hob his attention. “Because if you don't, your dreams of ‘touching millions of lives with the written word’ are dead.” 

Hob’s jaw drops. That was a line, corny as it was, that he’d used in the panel interview for this job. Three years ago.

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“Were you not in that room? I could get fined, I’ll go to jail over this. If you want me on this deal, you will promote me to editor.”

Without even glancing up from his phone, Dream scoffs.

“Absolutely not.”

“Well then I guess you’re screwed. Buh-bye.” Hob turns with a flourish and has to bite back a grin at how Dream splutters behind him and grabs him by the arm.

“Fine– fine! Editor.” His face seems to go through the five stages of grief. He drops his hold on Hob.

“And You’ll publish my manuscript.” Hob throws in. In for a penny.

Dream’s brows narrow and he shakes as if he’s physically controlling the urge to stamp his foot.

“Sure. I’ll publish your hack manuscript.”

“Good.” Hob slips his hands in his pants pockets, staring at Dream, deciding on one last nail in the coffin.

“Now do it properly.”

Dream cocks an eyebrow. “Do what properly?”

“Propose. Like you mean it.”

Dream’s entire body seizes up, but he manages not to let it show, distracting himself by slipping his phone in the pocket of his expensive slacks and clasping his hands in front of him.

“Will you marry me?”

“No.” Hob, the arrogant bastard, is visibly biting back a smirk. “Say it like you mean it.”

Dream takes a long, steadying breath through his nose.

“Hob Gadling. Will you–”

“And get on your knees.”

Dream absolutely refuses to decipher the thrill that shoots through his body at Hob’s command. Instead he keeps his mask of irritation and indifference on as he scans the crowd around them. They are still outside the courthouse, and the concrete sidewalk is going to potentially tear Dream’s Hugo Boss black wool pants.

So he carefully lowers himself, scowling as the smirk on Hob’s face only widens as Dream slowly settles onto the ground.

Once he’s as comfortable as Dream’s going to get, he clears his throat.

“Hob Gadling,” he glares at his subordinate from under his lashes. “Will you fucking marry me?”

Hob curls his lips in mock consideration, looking up past Dream’s head. He rocks back on his heels and nods with a forlorn sigh.

“Okay.” He still hasn’t met Dream’s gaze. “Could've done without the sarcasm but it will do. See you at the airport tomorrow.” 

And turns and walks away, leaving Dream to fend for himself on the ground.

#dreamling #hob x dream #the sandman #my writing #i guess this is my niche now? #transcribing romcoms into dreamling fodder lol #i cant stop thinking about that *chefs kiss* perfect line on the airplane #when Dream asks Hob what he's allergic to. as a test. #and Hob confidently responds with 'tree nuts. and the whole spectrum of human emotion.' #or Dream cornering Hob at his family's home and getting in his face at how irritated he is by the taunting and teasing and that #Hob needs to step it up #and Hob. sly as ever. throws back: 'oh. thats no problem for me. i can be the doting. sweet. smitten fiance. but it's /you/... #... that needs to be convincing.' #and then he idk offers them to practice kissing in private and Dream is so mortified by the prospect but also. #.. definitely a little (a lot) interested #okay im done lol #the proposal au

[jpeg-dot-jpeg]

Jason is 100% like ‘fuck you and fuck all of your spoiled brats, old man’ until he finds out that Stephanie and Duke are both from the Narrows and then he’s like ‘.....fuck you and fuck some of your spoiled brats. old man.’

They form a club. The Street Rats Society. dick is an honorary member.

they complain about the upper class. they bully bruce for not knowing how much a banana costs. they unionize and cause mayhem whenever someone forgets to tip at a coffee shop. every time someone mentions off hand how expensive something is (designer clothes, aged liqueurs, cars, etc) they go ‘it costs HOW much?!?   .... you could buy so many 4for4s from wendys with that,,,’

one time Tim goes, ‘I was middle class once. does that count for anything?’ and duke flies at him with a knife.

#Jason Todd #Duke Thomas #Stephanie Brown #Bruce Wayne #Tim Drake #BatBrats #BatFam #batfamily #the potential in putting these three together #people who grew up with nothing and then tripped and fell into the lap of luxury #*chefs kiss* #duke adapting to private school life after a decade of inner city public school #stephanie bouncing between a mansion in bristol and her moms 600 sq ft apartment #jason struggling to accept bruce as a man who does both so much and not nearly enough #both as a vigilante and a philanthropist #sorry i have a lot of feelings about this #all of them caught between vastly different worlds and finding solace in each other

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price - The Private Lives of Elizabeth and Essex (1939)

#vincent price #the private lives of elizabeth and essex #photo #photo edit by me #god hes gorgeous #that victorian collar...*chefs kiss* #bicon #bisexual god #history #hot #horror #old horror movies #vintage #movie #actor #handsome

[idk-bruh-20]

Irondad fic ideas #152

Every year around the holidays, a "bug war" breaks out in the Parker-Stark households 

Not bugs as in creepy crawlies. Technology bugs. Surveillance.

Tony and Peter are both determined to figure out what the other wants for the holidays 

The two are on surprisingly even ground: Peter's spider-sense doesn't consider this a threat, and FRIDAY won't snitch. They both have to find any "bugs" the old fashioned way.

Bonus:

Soon enough the whole Ironfam is wrapped up in it. November and December become a time of yearly paranoia, everyone watching what they say and "checking for bugs." 

Even Peter's friends discover tiny bugs on them. When Ned first learns the itty bitty robot behind his coat button is from Tony Stark trying to find out what he wants for Christmas he faints on the spot

Bonus 2, Crack Taken Seriously Boogaloo:

For a bit of drama: it's all fun and games until one year Peter gets kidnapped. The situation is bad. They only find him in time thanks to one of the "holiday bugs" Tony recently snuck on

#like when your ipad listens to you but these dumbass geniuses literally both wrote sentient AIs #irl: you google neat vacation spots and suddenly facebook wants you to know about their $39.99 beach towels #fic: may once cursed out her oven in a fit of rage #for xmas that year tony 'big of brain dumb of ass' stark hired her a PRIVATE CHEF #tony: but may! you seemed upset! you quoted gordon ramsey at your kitchen appliances! in italian! #may (after ushering the nice chef from italy out the door): YEAH WELL HERE'S ANOTHER QUOTE FOR YOU #I WAS TALKING TO MY KITCHEN APPLIANCES YOU FUCKING DONUT #NOT TO YOU #tony: but may!.. (spatula aimed at his head smacks into wall) #irondad fic ideas #irondad and spiderson #ironfam #iron dad and spider son #peter parker #tony stark #fun fact: these are the shenanigans that led to the great bunny disaster of 2012 #btw rhodey is to blame for things escalating so quickly #one year he said in earshot of one of peter's bugs: gosh I wish I had a way to participate in this fun bonding game :( #peter- immediately makes rhodey a whole batch of his own bugs #nothing was ever the same #weekly reminder that i love you all but am too busy to be human :) #see announcements

[jadewritesficshere]

Eddie cooks and Steve doesn't is a rule in their house.

Eddie is an amazing cook. He sucks at baking because he always stops following the recipes, but cooking??? Eddie could be a chef with how delicious the food is. Eddie learned how to cook out of necessity, and quickly found he actually enjoyed it. Eddie just gets distracted and lazy, tending to go for the quicker options that are still tasty. Put everything in a crockpot and push a button? Sign him up! Throw everything in a stew and stir it? Hell yeah! if he imagines he's making potions for a group of travelers well who really needs to know.

Steve, on the other hand, can't cook. He burns every thing he has ever made. He never really learned how, as when he had to take home ec in school he spent most of his time talking to Tommy and Carol. His dad had told him cooking was "a woman's job"- Steve wishes he could go back to his younger self and punch him for ever listening to his dad's misogynistic bullshit (hell, he would even punch his dad). Steve stuck to sandwiches and cheap frozen dinners, but most nights he bought fast food. It was easy and he always had money for it. He always made up for it by being active in sports (and he wasn't a total fiend he knew enough about health, some days he ordered a salad and grilled chicken sandwich instead of a burger and fries. He always drank diet soda, claiming it was healthier).

Steve never realized Eddie could cook. Steve had lamented over how he's a terrible cook, to which Eddie replied "oh me too". So, Steve had decided to try and cook Eddie a meal for their date one night. Of course day of, he may have set the oven wrong. And he maybe didn't know to cut the potatoes for mashed potatoes and just stuck them whole in a pot with milk. Eddie had come over early and they were kissing when a beeping noise was heard. The smoke detector going off is what alerted them to something being amiss. Eddie had taken one look at the burnt chicken and the smoke rising from the oven and immediately decided Steve was never cooking again. His eye twitched as he had lifted the lid on the pot, seeing a whole ass potato sitting in milk that was sticking and burning to the bottom of the pot, and slowly lowered the lid. Steve had tried not to cry, unable to look Eddie in the eyes as they opened windows to let the smoke vent out. Eddie had kissed his forehead and went to the fridge to see what was available. Eddie ended up making cheesy scrambled eggs, pancakes, and ham. Steve was still upset, disappointed and mad at himself. He took one bite before freezing and then looking up at Eddie. "Does it not taste good?" Eddie had asked. "It tastes like...betrayal! You know I can't cook and don't even mention you're a fucking wizard in the kitchen?" Steve had mock glared at him. "Oh excuse me, well you shouldn't have betrayal," Eddie went to grab Steve's plate and narrowly missed the fork that Steve had tried to stab at his hand, "You can take this food from my cold dead body!" Eddie had went to say something but Steve hunched over it and said "My precious" before shoving food in his face like a gremlin. Eddie's heart had soared at the fact that Steve had made a reference to something he knew Eddie liked even though he never read the books. Steve's heart soared at the fact that they wouldn't have to live on fast food and thought thankgodsomeonecanactuallycookthisissogoodholyshit.

That was the date that cemented the rule that Eddie is the one who cooks.

#Eddie still claims he can't cook to which Steve glares at him and bitches at him #Steve is immensely glad he doesn't have to cook #Steve got a private chef for free #Eddie is also insanely glad but any time Steve tries to cook he takes one bite to at least say he tried #Sure he may spit it out but he tried it #He'll swallow other things #That joke is gonna get me canceled whoops #ANYWAYS enjoy the blurb or whatever the fuck this is #As always minors do not interact #Sure the fic is innocent but I am not #Respect the boundaries people #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #Steddie #Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson #Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson #Steddie drabble #Steddie blurb #The potato thing actually happened my friend did not think and did that I heard about it and went what the fuck #Jade is Talking

[desert-fern]

Hi 🙈 I saw the 700 followers post a few days ago via roosterforme and mulled the idea over in my head&then today decided to 1)follow you and 2)bite the bullet and just try my luck. You see, I would like to request a moodboard (or mby two if you like it) for a fic that's still entirely in my head&has been running circles in there for a while now (bc I've had writer's block for almost six years at this point but sometimes get ideas that won't leave me alone)...

It's an AU with Jake as a new CEO of his dad's company and reader as his private chef and over time and food they fall for each other 🙈

Oki thank you! And massive congrats on the 700 followers!!!!!!!! I hope you will always find joy in creating 🥳🫰🏻

“When I said ‘grab the wine’, I meant the cheap cooking wine on the counter, not a $400 bottle from the- never mind.”

Hello! I’m so happy that you joined in the celebration! I absolutely adore this AU idea, especially with the private chef twist, and I only hope I did your idea justice. Thank you oh so much for the kind words and for celebrating with me, they mean so much!

And I am always kicking around if you ever want to bounce ideas off of someone!

Find the other completed moodboards here!

#fern’s 700 followers celebration #moodboard celebration #moodboard #top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin #ceo au #CEO!Jake #jake hangman seresin x reader #Private chef!Reader

[lionfloss]

im so sick of having to decide what to eat everyday

#! ! ! #if i was rich the only hired assistance i would have would be a private chef

[rytlockdripstone]

recalling one of the many times i was rping wixxi and i got my 848382819th "why would asura need janitors?" comment. sometimes i feel like a horse staring out at sea

#mulch.exe #janitors DO exist theres a snippet in that one lws4 w the olmakhan at the inquest base #but anyways #wixxi does not work with any sort of inquest group but asura lore is so sparse its basically free game #honestly i get a ton of weird comments in private when i rp her so its one of the main reasons i only rp with my friends #the genuine compliments i do get... i chef kiss you you make me smile

[thebluestbluewords]

places where you shouldn’t be (where you could be anyway)

“This was a mistake.” Carlos says under his breath. “We’re gonna die here, right? This is where it ends.”

“Yeah,” Jay agrees, equally quietly. “Biggest mistake we’ve made in a while. Nice knowing you, but we’re not getting out of this one.” 

Their cart squeals as Evie navigates them smoothly around a turn. 

It’s fine. They’re all fine and great and surviving, thriving adults. 

Who totally know how to do grocery shopping. 

“Do we even have money for this?” 

Jay shrugs. “Dude. I don’t know. I didn’t even bring a wallet.” 

“What’s in your pockets?” 

Jay’s wearing a jacket with at least six hidden pockets. It’s one of the most honest, upstanding items of clothing he owns. “Nothing. Literally. It’s like, physically painful.” 

“Take some gum or something,” Carlos says, flicking a silver wrapper at Jay’s head. It falls on the floor. It’s a testament to the way that respectable Auradon adults seem to gloss over the VKs when they’re not actively shouting that nobody in the store even blinks an eye at them. “Nobody's gonna care about that. It’ll keep your hands busy if there’s something to fidget with, yeah?” 

“I can’t.” 

Carlos shoves the gum into his mouth. “Why the fuck not?” 

“Dude. We’re being good. I have to keep being good, or we’re gonna get shipped back and the girls would never forgive us. Do you want that on your conscience? Me being shipped back to the isle forever because I couldn’t keep my hands to myself in the fuckin’ grocery store?” 

“Nobody’s gonna care.” Carlos points out. He’s wearing a jacket that’s more rips than fabric, and the four of them are the only people in the store not wearing pastels. “The cameras only cover the door and the health food display. Stores like this bake a certain amount of loss into their profit margins. They don’t give a shit if we take some gum.” 

Jay shoves his hands in his pockets. There’s tiny little cheese rounds in the side cooler they’re walking past, and they would fit so neatly in his hand. 

He could fit like seven of them in his pocket without blinking.  “Nope. I’m not doing it.” 

“I’ll start moving my shit to your pockets.” Carlos says, chomping his gum so aggressively that one of the adults who’s pushing a cart in the opposite direction almost looks at them. “I’m gonna run out of space.” 

Jay twirls a bottle opening keychain around his finger before tossing it back on the shelf. “You wouldn’t.” 

“Mine’re gonna be full before we get halfway through. You’ve got a lot more space.” 

“Yeah,” Jay says, still casually, slouching so that they’re shoulder to shoulder. “Because I’m not fucking four feet tall, and I’m not wearing skinny jeans.” 

“You’re just jealous of my incredible calves.” Carlos says, shoulder-checking him towards the side of the aisle. The subsequent noise is a great cover for the transfer between their pockets,  not that they need it. They’re a polished ducking team, and the plastic-wrapped candy bars don’t even crinkle. 

Evie’s going to kill them both. 

#my fic #descendants #carlos de vil #jay son of jafar #evie is not actually going to kill them #mostly because she’s doing the same thing and hating herself for it #and they’re all going to have some lovely debrief time later #where they map out a plan of every grocery store in Auradon from least to most convenient #so they can practice on the least convenient stores first #and hopefully get through a whole shopping trip without any extras by the time they get to the convenient ones #and then they confide in their AK friends and Doug is like…. #‘have you ever heard of grocery delivery’ #(Ben is their closest AK friend in my heart but his family is unfathomably wealthy and has not heard of grocery delivery) #(they have a private chef)