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             Introducing Erzebet’s Kitchen Staff

Alejandra ‘Ally’ Delariva…Chef de Cuisine…Human

          “I’ve always been a chef and I wouldn’t ever tolerate being called a cook by anyone but my mother, the only person who can cook a steak to perfection every time. I get my own bubble here, a space where I am exactly who I feel I am.”

Paloma Mora…Sous Chef…Witch

           “You work your whole life and then suddenly people want you to sit down, to stop and do nothing. What kind of reward is that? Doing nothing never seemed enjoyable to me. I can’t just stop. I want to be on my toes like this, I want to have that rush still.”

Christian Howell…Patissier…Witch

          “It’s my own sort of magic, baking is as intricate as potion making, spell casting, and all that fun stuff but I’m not limited by what I am, and I can make people feel a different sort of magic in my baking. Sometimes even literal magic when everyone else here is agreeable.”

...the queens armed their soft flesh and stern muscles with plates of steel as they gazed over their armies of rotting fleshed men and women who took up their weapons in defense of their matriarchs, by each side of them were their closest of allies that sung out their queens war cry over her queendom...

this is halloween opening performance…beginning with bella

the doors that had been held open for all ticketed guests to attend the halloween event were now closed, but not locked. they would swing open and closed as smokers stepped outside to quell their needs but most now remained inside, moving about as the band played music throughout what now appeared as a decorated hall rather than a restaurant. it was then, as the clock struck six, and the party officially began, that all lights went off suddenly, music halting while the sounds of scattered whispers rose in the air. some, who did not know bella and her theatricality too well, wondered perhaps if this really and truly was a trick of the vampire’s to make a feast of her guests. instead, lights hit the stage, splotlight on the slender girl.

don’t go home without it...gift bag

halloween night drinks...palatable potions

black magic...orange juice, triple sec and black vodka. dirty goblin...coffee, tequila, kahlua, cream and cinnamon. vampire kiss...grenadine, orange fanta and sugar* blackbeard...spiced rum, squid ink, fernet branca, creme de cacao, chocolate stout and sugar. swimmers last shot...sparkling water, tomato juice, tequila, salt. full moon magic...frozen coconut cream, vanilla, half and half, blackberries*

this is halloween...location

erzebet’s regular tables had been pulled away as they often were for concerts late at night. instead long tables decorated with skulls, glasses and food were on either side of the  large room while at the back were velvet black couches in varying sizes for people to sit. the center of the room with it’s black flooring was open for people to dance and chat, waiters and waitresses in the black latex and leather carrying trays and taking drink orders, the menus for which could be found on the tables or heard for the mouths of the staff. while there is a band on stage playing music picked by bellamy herself anyone is welcome to place requests or ask to sing something themselves.

one month until...this is halloween

for the first time in it’s three year run erzebet’s will be hosting a halloween party. come and experience an evening with your friends that is both horrifying and elegant. more vampiric than usual the evening will feature a horrifying buffet to please all appetites, dancing on a cleared restaurant floor, specialised drinks, and party favours.

open to all the event will be ticketed, the cost of your ticket will be donated to soapberry’s townships emergency fund, in case of disaster.

we can’t wait to see you all on the 27th of october at 6pm, no official close but obviously everyone will need to have vacated a few hours before the next morning when the restaurant opens to all customers.

       “I could have sworn the decor in this place was red...,” Naomi said with a frown as she unlocked the main entrance door for the morning.        “No, it’s always been blue,” Hurricane announced as she pushed past her boss and walked through to the bar. Yet as Naomi stared at the blue, black and grey colour scheme she felt odd about it. No, the place could not have been blue. Why would it be blue? She could have sworn that the place had always been red and yet as more staff arrived none seemed overly concerned by it.