The team is at it again in the waffle cave. So we have begun a mass production program where once a week we provide pre-packaged meals to some of our most favorite customers – the Box of Pinx program. Last week we had the Short Rib Loaf with Mashed Potatoes (ever since Vice President Dan Quayle’s big
goof I have been deathly afraid of spelling this word, but thanks be to the Almighty for spell check) and Waffle Bread Pudding. This week we are assembling the Black Spaghetti with Tiger Prawns and Red Velvet Pancakes. Now when I say we, I am speaking of Chef, Monk, Sue (the artist formerly known as Number 2, but because of her undeniable skills in assisting Chef she has risen to the rank of Sous Chef…hence the new moniker), and Marketina (Chef’s admin assistant/marketing idea/super scheduler/energizer bunny). Once more I am the ONLY DUDE on the ranch. Surely we can find somebody that wants to play nice in the sandbox. Seriously! When you look at the Food Channel or Food Network there are mostly men in the kitchen. Where are they now? But I digress…the prawns look lovely.
I want to let it go, but when we spend 20 minutes on the discussion of the packaging of the spaghetti and savory crack rolls (if you are an FBI agent reading this, understand that the name crack roll was given to the
rolls because they are addicting in nature. There are no illegal or illicit materials used in the making/creation of any of the items that emerge from the waffle cave). The conversation about the rolls and the bags, and the wax paper, and the boxes, and the food were quite spirited. No fights, just…spirited. I had to sit down and start scripting.
Benjamin Button was supporting us but apparently the entrepreneur bug has bitten him and his compatriots as they left us in the cave to go have a “business meeting” where they discuss their own plan. I have to admit I am glad that he has caught the bug. It is life changing. So if all goes well, the lad and his associates will be available to keep our fleet of catering vehicles and Food Trucks on the road. If there is one thing that is burned into my mind and conscience it is to support “family”. When I say support, I won’t be asking for
a “family discount”.
We all have to do our part to help this economy or ourselves. This platform is a chicken roulade in every pot and cream cheese glaze on every red velvet pancake. Both the DNC and the RNC should be listening to this. This food will bring an end to bipartisanism and inspire cooperation and collaboration from both sides of the aisle. When the delegates come together, and the speeches are over, and the arguments over medicare and everything else come to an end…can’t we all just have a bite to eat?
Life is short…eat something memorable.