I think I need to be a film producer instead of a web-business owner. For the past 4 years I have worked for a local restaurant catering events. You must understand that here in Jackson, Wyoming we do not hold your standard events at catering halls or in restaurants. Here people tend to want to have their weddings out in the middle of a field where you need to haul out everything…including water, ovens, stoves, and bathroom facilities.
Through this experience I have learned a ton about how I will NOT do my wedding someday. I spend most of the time in awe at how upset people get over food and festivities. Come on…it’s a party! Every event I want to kick myself for not having a digital video camera. Better yet, a button sized camera that you can use for undercover footage. I am telling you, this is what Oscar winning material is made of.
You’re wondering what this has to do with outdoor adventure? EVERYTHING!
The other night we catered a party for 150 when a windstorm decided to blow through. After we finally got the walls put up on the tent, all the wedding cupcakes were smothered in dirt and grime. The real test was trying to get out of the tent with arms full of plates and glasses. No way out. We were ducking under the canvas walls to get out to the Kitchen tent. The so-called kitchen tent had no walls and napkins and lettuce were flying all over. Yes…this is pretty much standard for having a party in an open field in the Rockies. But, we keep on smiling and serving, with our hair a wreck and food splatters all over our dusted over white shirts. I will not even get into the champagne toasts in plastic, assemble yourself, champagne glasses that blow all over the place.
Now you are wondering why I continue to do this? Well, for starters, I need a bit more than this website at the moment to pay off that nasty thing we call a mortgage. But mostly, I love to laugh….and I am telling you, nothing is funnier than watching the poor aunt that was not warned of the “field” sinking her stiletto heels into the grass and mud as she tries to walk to the “deluxe” Porto potty. Any one looking for a job? Never a dull moment.