Mario Batali, Joe Bastianich and Martha Stewart (Oh My)!

Job. Check. Food celebs galor. Check. Feelin' the heat of the kitchen. Check. Who knew working at a restaurant in one of the biggest openings of NYC history would be, well, so much work. Now, I'm all for work. I can roll up my sleeves and and do what needs to be done, but this place is crazy. Yes folks, I'm talking about Eataly, my new home away from home. I've spent copious amounts of time there the past week and half, working my butt off (literally, I think I've lost 5-10 lbs) to help them get this new venture up off the ground. But the thing is, I'm only a server. The serving staff, myself included, are doing so much to help this place run smoothly, i.e, devoting over 60 hours of our life a week while they interview and hire more folks. It is tiring, but that's okay. It is fun draining, but I can deal. What I can't deal with is 14 hour double shifts, and a manager that tells me if all I get is a 15 minute break I need to deal with it. Deal with it? Um, sir, I believe that is against the law. I mean, I'm no lawyer, but the last time I checked, it wasn't 1920 and labor laws are pretty well established. All right, all right, I think I've aired the bad news enough for today....it is ultimately my choice if I want to stick this new venture out while they work out the kinks...or I can of course find a new gig. It's a tough world out there though, even more tough when the idea of making sandwiches for a some cash starts sounding more appealing than working at a celeb-chef owned, world-class restaurant. Oh the humanity.