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October 13, 2005
The Customer was fabulous. He never quibbled on the price. He trusted our instincts. He allowed us to be as creative as we dare. The Venue was perfect. We've never worked in a better kitchen. We've never had better access to the kitchen. The Carts for loading and unloading were fabulous. The Dishwasher was brand knew. And wonderful.
Our staff out did themselves. As The Partner and I sat in the van sighing that, "Thank God we're done with another one" sigh. We were silent. I sat staring out the window, brows furrowed in a state of slight confusion. The Partner was looking out the passenger window.
"It's the craziest damn thing, isn't it?", I said while still staring out the window. "I hate the use the word 'perfect'", she said. "But that was perfect. From start to finish perfect. Not one single flaw."
"Surreal." "Yeah. Surreal. And a little bit..." "Strange. Almost creepy." "Yeah." "It's sad, really. I think we're jaded." "If by jaded you mean constantly under the stress of chaos and stupidity - then yeah, jaded." "Think it will happen again?" "I don't know." "What is the cycle of Hailey's Comet?" "Like every 70-some years, isn't it?" "This might be our Hailey's Comet." "Yeah." "You were pretty quick to answer the cycle question. Is that something you know off hand?" "I made it up a little bit." "I thought so." "Don't pick on me, now. It will ruin the perfect."
Posted by Foodwhore at October 13, 2005 11:10 PM 
ah... so close to that perfect catering event... Posted by: Lil at October 14, 2005 02:36 AM Bah! Perfection is highly overrated. :) Posted by: Plain Jane at October 14, 2005 06:18 AM But really, if you only had perfect catering events, us Food Whore worshippers would have a lot less to read. Go Chaos! ;) Posted by: Ellen at October 14, 2005 07:29 AM Could if have been because the disher knew?? Posted by: Neil at October 14, 2005 08:27 AM Sorry, that should have been because the dishwasher knew? Never do things in a hurry... Posted by: Neil at October 14, 2005 08:27 AM I believe you needed to break that vase, subconsciously, to save yourselves from waking up every few minutes wondering if the perfect was just a ruse of the universe, or a dream, or something more sinister... :-) Posted by: gaile at October 14, 2005 10:03 AM What a pisser. Posted by: HomefrontSix at October 15, 2005 07:19 PM  |