Showed this thread to my Pastry Chef yesterday. He hinted that I should share his pranks with you. He pulls more stunts than I do.
Convinced a cocktail waitress that the name of our tropical fruit sorbet was Shonga Monga after we described it to her. She came down ten minutes later and ordered a Shonga Monga saying that she couldn't find the modifier for this flavor on the computer.
As he pulled a sheet of coconut dacquoise out of the oven, he convinced another cocktail waitress that it ultimately turned into a phyllo crisp that we use for another dessert. She wasn't going for it so he said that the sheet pan had to go into the oven two more times and during the third time, it would collapse into the thin and crispy phyllo pastry that we use. We had her going for three days!
Then there was the stocker. He was this tiny little man that everyone couldn't stand because he was the restaurant snitch. The snitch rested a tray of utensils on our station while he bent over to tie his shoe. The Pastry chef quietly took it and put it where the snitch couldn't see it. He was running all over the restaurant looking for the utensils. We gave it back to him when he started looking very worried.
Then I played a trick on the Pastry Chef when I was refilling the sauce bottles (I don't know what it is with me and sauce bottles). I used the old raspberry coulis dripping down my hand trick. He seriously thought I had cut myself badly. He wouldn't talk to me for four hours.