By Rick Dow 

Dish Detergent DDT and deluded devotees to disparate deities

 


Other than delivering the Boston Globe door to door each morning before junior high school, the first clock-punching job that I ever had was that of a dishwasher. In 1980 $3.10 per hour was amazing money compared to delivering papers. The work was smelly and strenuous but hey, did I mention the astronomical pay rate? If the number of dinners served were favorable to the owner/chef, he would make me any item from the menu right before we closed the kitchen and finished the cleanup process. It was a great gig.

During college, a friend told me about a restaurant that needed a dishwasher out o...



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