I think we are adrenaline junkies. Why else would we be so addicted to catering and events? Golf tournaments, Filipino Festival, SF Street Food Festival, and SF Mayor’s reception back to back to back to back? Can someone schedule an intervention please? But on second thought…leave us alone until we at least have a fleet of trucks or a good spa day.
The Golf Tourney came around again and we once more made our presence smelt, tasted, seen, heard and felt. There were many “regulars” folks we had seen last year (Coach Tyrone Willingham, Valerie
Coleman-Morris, Robert Cure, Jeremy Tyler to name a few) but this year we also tantalized and teased a few new mouths (Jerry Rice, Guy McIntyre, Larry Bates, and JJ Stokes). The Waffle still has the same 3 second effect it always has, the express ride to happy place. I really appreciated hearing that we were the best vendor on the course last year and that some participants had told their compatriots about us. Others said they were looking forward to us all day. So warm fuzzy on the inside.
The crowd at this year’s tourney was a bit larger than the inaugural one. Sadly we were not informed of the change so we almost ran out of waffles between groups 10 and 11. It didn’t help though it didn’t hurt that we had a couple of fivesomes (and every group was a fivesome) wanted seconds. Couldn’t really blame them, especially in the case of those that never had the waffle. Fortunately we had a couple of things working for us: 1) the groups playing through were not playing at a blazing rate 2) we were actively
managing our supply and 3) the waffle cave was only 30 minutes away. So Chef and Bro Man (her ever supportive brother) made an emergency run to the cave to get some stock while Benjamin Button manned the station at the 9th Hole. It was pretty much a foregone conclusion that when we had run out and the next five were at the hole putting that all we would offer would be our Raspberry Lime Fizz, but then Bro Man and Chef appeared with the backup supply, no one went without!
Later at the Waffle Cave we began our preparations for the Pistahan Festival this weekend. We had Monk, Vanilla Frappe, Chef, ½ of the Government Twins, the Wordsmith, Sensei the Flower Master, Hayward’s Finest, Number 2, and Logistics Prime all go back and forth with witty banter (something about where is the rest of the team, Jesus said buy just enough bread for the sliders, the layout for the booth, where are
we going to put the signs). Today was CRAZY and the week has just begun!
The night is far spent and the week is yet young. This weekend, we want you to remember one thing…
Life is short…eat something memorable.