Peppering things up

First day at work tomorrow. I'm going to have to get up early. This is a real worry--I've got used to getting up when I feel like it.

We had lunch out today at one of our favourite cafes, which leads me to ask about one of the culinary mysteries of modern life. Why do most of these places have enormous wooden peppermills which they gravely bear to your table asking if you'd like pepper ground onto your meal before you've even tasted it? Does this happen anywhere else or is this a local NZ thing? Is pepper so expensive we can't be trusted with our own little grinder? Or do people pocket the things? Can anyone explain this strange custom? I've never dared to ask. But the B7 crew probably would...

( Peppering Things Up )

Peppering things up

First day at work tomorrow. I'm going to have to get up early. This is a real worry--I've got used to getting up when I feel like it.

We had lunch out today at one of our favourite cafes, which leads me to ask about one of the culinary mysteries of modern life. Why do most of these places have enormous wooden peppermills which they gravely bear to your table asking if you'd like pepper ground onto your meal before you've even tasted it? Does this happen anywhere else or is this a local NZ thing? Is pepper so expensive we can't be trusted with our own little grinder? Or do people pocket the things? Can anyone explain this strange custom? I've never dared to ask. But the B7 crew probably would...

( Peppering Things Up )