Two more weeks
I am starting to feel my nerves a little bit. We've got two weeks till we open the doors and I feel so unprepared to do it. The counter top still needs to be installed and its looking like thats yet another thing I'm going to have to teach my self by doing it myself. Still need to get the new (used) fridge in there, figure out whats going on with the oven (thermostat, knobs, and generally old as %*@#). Need to get my sauces made and the food ordered. It seems like I could sit here and go on and on about whats not done yet that should've been done by now. There is just so dang much! Also, I know I never got around to posting that picture of the "southern icon" I talked about in my previous post, I will try to do that this afternoon. Be sayin' some prayers for us!
What is this Blog???
You ever been sitting around cooking for your family and friends and been told the following: "Hoss, this is the best I've ever had in my dadgum life.....you have got to open up a place of your own". The thought crosses your mind to do just that, but for whatever reason you dont. Well I'm "that" guy that actually went through with it and did it. I had absolutely ZERO restaurant experience! I decided to start this blog about my own experience hoping that it may be of some use and help to others who might be interested in opening their own place.
I learned this craft almost 20 years ago cooking whole hogs on brick & cinder block pits at a couple of little BBQ Joints in Henderson, TN. I learned from old, lifelong career Pit-Masters, working with them as an apprentice during school off and on for four years. Over the course of that time I learned the old, time-honored craft of REAL pit barbecue. At Martin's Bar-B-Que Joint I am trying as hard as I can everyday to bring that time-honored authenticity to my customers.
As you read you'll see I've made some stupid decisions, and I've made some good decisions. If you are thinking of opening a restaurant, especially a BBQ Joint, read this blog! Maybe some of this info can be of use to you. At the very least you will be entertained because I pull no punches.
Now listen, this is my blog to not only help with information but my blog to freely rant about my day to day experiences. There is no real "bad language" on this blog but there might be some things said that are very "tongue in cheek". If you are easily offended and/or cant see the satire in my posts then please just leave the blog. It will save both of us the annoyance of each other. For those of you who do like satire and are looking for good information about this experience, then by all means enjoy!
1 comment:
Maybe this is the way to get free labor!
Subject: FW: Git-ER-Dun
GIT-ER- DUN~
Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?"
"Yes. What can I do for you?"
"I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Virgil Smith. He's hidin'
marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside
them logs, but he's hidin' it there."
"Thank you very much for the call, sir."
The next day, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on
Virgil's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using
axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but
find no marijuana. They sneer at Virgil and leave. Shortly, the phone
rings at Virgil's house. "Hey, Virgil! This here's Floyd....did the
Sheriff come?"
"Yeah!"
"Did they chop your firewood?"
"Yep!"
"Happy Birthday, buddy!"
(Rednecks know how to git-ER-dun)...:.)...
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