Erik and I have had an epiphany: if you can't get a job, make your own. I know, easier said than done, but we've been fantasizing for 4 years about starting over, Erik running a restaurant and me, well, doing something other than my current job. The economy tanking hasn't helped much, mostly because it instills fear, and of course, Erik being out of work since November makes it all seem distant and intangible. Erik was turned down for yet another job. ("We love you but we had to hire someone wiht a culinary degree." Why? Who gives a shit? Well, all I can say is at least Erik doesn't have a billion-dollar loan to pay back.) He's such a trooper, I would be miserable and prone to sudden outbursts of violent rage if this were me, but Erik just absorps it and the next day he tries again.

So Friday night after getting the bad news, I turned to Erik and suggest he just start his own business. Fuck working for someone else, he makes damn fine food and he should just try to sell some of it at a farmer's market, and maybe if it's successful, move up to a food truck thing, which was our idea of how to get started anyway. We just never thought we'd do it here in SF, or now, 2009. But really, when would be a better time? The economy is stinky, but it's also an opportunity, it makes you value your life and your well-being, and no, we don't need to be rich, we need to be happy. So we probably can't get a small biz loan in this climate, but I think that's for the best, to not be beholden to some financial institution. I think we can hit up our families for a small investment, and promise to pay back on a schedule.

Lets just say it totally motivated him again. The next day he created a food cost worksheet and went to buy stuff for gumbo (he decided to start with gumbo because it ROCKS and we know everyone loves it). He came home, made it, started researching renting kitchen spaces, farmers markets registration stuff, and registered for a business class at the SBA. Yay! I'm proud of him, he's just taken this on and is determined to figure it out.

We brought the gumbo to Hot Glass Cold Beer at Public Glass that night, served the entire double batch, and people loved it. Of course they did.

AuthorRenee Anderson
CategoriesFood, Glass