Drain Hydro Jetting

When we first had our drains cleaned in the café kitchen it was incredible the difference it made. The sinks drained in record time and the nightly mop up of the floor was no longer a waiting game for the cleaner; which was costing me money because he was being paid on an hourly basis. And, most importantly, it removed a certain lingering pong that had been a part of the café for as long as I can remember. That bad smell was, I thought at the time, a defining sensory identifier of the café. I would come home to my wife, and kids, and my clothes were infected with that smell.

 
The drain hydro jetting got rid of that malodorous definer in just one session; the pong had been coming from the drains beneath the café kitchen. The built up grease and glug down in those drains was causing the stink, and the drain hydro jetting just blasted it away. It was like Clint Eastwood’s Dirty Harry had made my day with his Magnum, and the years of grease and grime, not crime, had been blown away. Although, looking back now, it was a crime that we hadn’t done anything about it for all those years, but we didn’t know we could do anything about it.

 
Until the drain plumber, who had come out to unblock a sink, told us about the state of our drains, and that the stink was coming from them. The plumber then told me about the drain hydro jetting process and how it would cut through all that built up grease and clean those drains completely. I didn’t immediately believe him, but he explained that the drain hydro jetting used pressures of up to five thousand psi, and that was blasted out of a tiny eyelet, and that the drain hydro jetting could snake down the drains and get real close to the interior surface of those drains, but would not damage them. It sounded too good to be true but I am so glad that I gave it a go.

 
The café smells clean now and the kitchen drains function so much better. I have made a commitment to have the drain hydro jetting process done once a year, as part of our super spring cleaning of the café. I thank that plumber every time I walk into that café kitchen.

©Robert Hamilton