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twenty-first century pony express

The rubber flooring we were supposed to get for the wine room was supposed to arrive Tuesday.  then it was supposed to arrive Thursday.  When it still wasn’t here Friday morning, I told them to forget it; we’d just fill the wine room with a bare concrete floor.  Wait, they said, what if we can […]

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meanwhile, back at the ranch

There’s been so much activity at New Feast that we haven’t brought you up to speed on Old Feast in a while.  Turns out it’s empty, and while I hope some other pleasant neighborhood restaurant moves in, I can’t say that it looks promising, especially now.  We had a few people stroll through: a sweet […]

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Megan’s mind

There’s a joke among the waitstaff- when you can’t find a bottle of wine, either physically or in the computer, we tell each other to think like Megan.  Even as we were packing, I remember looking for a wine in the bins numbered 1050 and above, and Megan saying, “no, that’s in the 750s now; […]

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under cover of night

I’m glad this is happening in September and not July, because it actually cooled off enough last night that we could haul all our wine over without risking its integrity.  Three trailer loads and eleven of us got it done in only about three hours.

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start to finish, day one, part one

At the beginning of the day, it seemed lovely.  Everything was tucked away into its proper place and we felt confident that a big new Feast was going to be a cakewalk.  After twenty loads or so, it became evident that even a hard-working crew like ours does eventually hit a wall.  By the afternoon, […]

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three men meet. nyuk nyuk nyuk.

Yesterday we called our dish machine tech and told him the machine wasn’t working in its new home.  The problem was a simple one: the machine needs the water going into it to be between 120 and 140 degrees.  Ours was topping out at 110.  So we got a visit from one of our favorite […]

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hole-y moley, part one million

Yesterday, we got a hole punched in the dish station, so that we have someplace to scrape the food that people don’t finish.  At the drop of a fork, food becomes garbage, and this, my friends, is our future garbage hole.

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et tu, Dino?

With our convection steamer and our convection oven, which incidentally have never been under an exhaust hood at Old Feast, both red-tagged and disabled for our safety, Anselmo the architect has the task of convincing the fire inspectors that the two pieces of equipment that they approved on the initial plan eight months ago are […]

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occupant

Well, it’s happened.  Yesterday, John Berg, Venture West’s project manager, went downtown and came back with our certificate of occupancy.  Not that we’re out of the woods yet, but it’s a very big milestone in my very small world.  We do have a few hiccups: the fire inspector “red-tagged two pieces of equipment for not […]

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