My husband is all a-flurry with ice cream activity. He's doing such heretofore-unknown-to-us feats as negotiating equipment sales, buying batch freezers, and choosing points of sale (what we called "cash registers" in my day). So far, he's used his mad-scrappy skills to save almost $25,000 by finding used (but good) equipment. Because ice cream equipment is dang expensive. Just you remember that before deciding to open a store of your own. Some of the buys and timing have been so coincidental, they seem that they must be Providential favor.
Yesterday, we went to the coffee roaster we'd like to carry and saw the roasting facility. Roaster Carl also sent us home with bagfuls of coffee and tea, so we can choose which we want to serve. Parents, want to do a coffee tasting while you're here this weekend?!
Tomorrow Mike has his "color" meeting with the designer. Doesn't that sound fun? I'm going to barge into the meeting in a fur cape (a la Cruela Deville) and, sweeping my arms wide, say, "Make it all orange!" Yesterday Mike got a cell phone. A Blackberry at that. If you don't know Mike, you don't know how crazy this is. He thinks cell phones are the devil. But a business must have a phone, so there you are.
Mike started a blog so you can be part of the dairy insanity. Check it out here.