most of the time, we were stuck in the kitchen, while those out front had their own scene - until Chris joined in as well... looking back, I really miss those days; they were wild, crazy, and full of energy in the best way possible... whenever it was a customer’s birthday, we would all come out of the kitchen together to celebrate - no matter how busy we were... we went in early in the morning and only left late at night, experiencing true split shifts, even sneaking in sleep near the air‑conditioning engine room, where the sound felt like being inside an airplane - but somehow, we still managed to sleep... the best times were during Ramadan: breaking fast with just water and a Gudang Garam cigarette, finishing all the cooking first, and only then enjoying the food we had prepared ourselves... it was a once‑in‑a‑lifetime experience - one that will stay with me forever, from a chapter of life I will always remember...
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