The kitchen at Gusteau's was busier than ever. Everyone was bustling here and there preparing food for the hungry customers. The toughest cook was me of course as well as the only female chef. It was hard to get into this occupation and I wouldn't want anyone to jeopardize me for it. I was chopping vegetables faster than your eyes have ever witnessed, calling out for plates for some food to be placed on it. I usually watch out for intruders but I was too busy prepping dishes for the customers