Relaxing Sunday *NOT*

Yesterday was the first Sunday of the football season.

Lunch was ehhhhh, but the season tends to pick up as people remember that we show the games. We’re doing a few in-house specials which went over really well, including the $2 buck bucket with random bottled brews for only two dollars.

Whitey took off for the day, and we got our typical late Sunday lunch rush. I have found that sometimes it’s easier to do it all myself than to have a backup, unless that backup takes direction well. What’s the saying? Too many cooks in the kitchen? So yeah, It went smooth, and sales were good after 1 o’clock.

About 3 o’clock, James clocked in and I apologized for the mess. We are normally slow between 2 and 3 and have time to stock, sweep, wipe down counters, etc. We got to work getting ready for the evening and James allowed me to sit down for a half an hour to catch up on emails and pay a few bills.

About 4 o’clock, the phone started ringing, and we began our early dinner rush. We had a reservation at 5:30 for a very large group, and were happy when they decided to sit on the patio instead of at the large wall bench that we had reserved for them.

The football game was on TV, the party was enjoying the sunshine outside, and random 4 and 5-tops had ordered and were waiting for their meals.

A friend who owns a restaurant in Bend had recommended our restaurant to a car club who were traveling through town, and they showed up at about 6:30. It was our second large table with lots of separate tickets, but the longest wait for the very last order in this group was only 12 minutes. BAM! Fist pump!

We ended up selling 4 times as much as our ehhhhh lunch, and yet it went much smoother. We were hustling, for sure, but it’s all about teamwork and communication. Everyone gave out high-fives and then the clean up began.

We had a couple of late parties show up, and agreed to take an order for a 2-top who wanted to order five minutes after we normally tell people that our kitchen is closed.

We did have to turn away a family of about 8 or 10 people a half an hour later, though, because our line was completely shut down. I felt bad because they didn’t speak English and a couple of them gave me “stink eye” when they left, as if I had said no because they were Hispanic. I can see where it might have looked bad; we still had a two tables of straight up white guys watching the last of the game and finishing their beers. I tried to send one of our kitchen crew who speaks Spanish after them to explain, but it was too late.

Bah. Not much I can do about that.

Anywho. Sundays are beginning to be a good day for us to be open. Go figure, just as I’m trying to decide on what day of the week to close….

When the labor pool is shallow, so are the hours that your business can stay open.

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One Response to Relaxing Sunday *NOT*

  1. Lyle says:

    Thanks Kina. The club really enjoyed their time and their food. They said you took the time to stop and greet them and stated that your crew and service were top notch. Looks like you are the stop when they come through town again next year.

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