The Sugarbee Bakery Goes Public
OK, so my whole 2-posts-a-week goal has not been working out. But can you blame me? I've had things to obsess over and -- once the obsessing was over for the day -- I had crappy movies to watch.
So today I sold pies at our Saturday farmer's market. This was A Big Deal for me, as I was forking over a $60 booth fee on the hope that I could make a profit on pies and pies alone: Bee was selling his usual stuff at his usual booth several blocks away. Actually, apparently this was not as Big Of A Deal for me as it was for poor Bee, who spent the whole week grilling me on how much it costs to make a pie, how much time it takes per step, and just how much of a profit I thought I could make doing so.
The constant inquisition was a little disheartening, if you really must know. (Oh, all right: I know you don't really have to know that, but -- as we stated in our last post -- what is the point in having a blog if one doesn't get to indulge in the occasional snitty-rant?)
Despite the continual poke in my side, I spent the week getting things ready for my own booth. If you look at the picture above, you'll note it really doesn't look like much. But it took me all week to come up with that layout. I mean, I had to:
1) dig around in our basement for those yards of cloth I bought last year for a sewing project I never worked up the umph to do (which -- knowing my awesome sewing prowess -- is probably a blessing)
2) sew (OK, I just used fabric glue) a flap at the top of each fabric panel through which to run a curtain rod
3) search through our garage for leftover sticks to use as rods for the panels, as well as from which to hang the "Pies"signs
4) drive to Kinko's twice to print out all the signs I needed
5) haphazardly shove said signs into frames (because I couldn't afford display posters) or
6) sloppily glue them to cardboard (because I couldn't afford banners)
7) cut out hundreds of pie crust samples with tiny little cookie cutters
and
8) gather all that shit and more for packing into the truck with all Bee's needed booth supplies.
I'm a little tired now.
BUT: I brought approximately 20 full-sized pies and 9 Diet Pies down, in Kiss Yo' Granny Apple and Kick A$$ Pumpkin flavors, AND
I sold everything but 4 of the Diet Pies.
Also, I got two special orders.
And I couldn't keep those fresh-from-the-toaster-oven samples coming fast enough.
So: I'd quantify that as a success.
(Albeit a success I have no plans on attempting to repeat any time soon.)
And now, if you'll excuse me, I feel some crap TV coming on.
So today I sold pies at our Saturday farmer's market. This was A Big Deal for me, as I was forking over a $60 booth fee on the hope that I could make a profit on pies and pies alone: Bee was selling his usual stuff at his usual booth several blocks away. Actually, apparently this was not as Big Of A Deal for me as it was for poor Bee, who spent the whole week grilling me on how much it costs to make a pie, how much time it takes per step, and just how much of a profit I thought I could make doing so.
The constant inquisition was a little disheartening, if you really must know. (Oh, all right: I know you don't really have to know that, but -- as we stated in our last post -- what is the point in having a blog if one doesn't get to indulge in the occasional snitty-rant?)
Despite the continual poke in my side, I spent the week getting things ready for my own booth. If you look at the picture above, you'll note it really doesn't look like much. But it took me all week to come up with that layout. I mean, I had to:
1) dig around in our basement for those yards of cloth I bought last year for a sewing project I never worked up the umph to do (which -- knowing my awesome sewing prowess -- is probably a blessing)
2) sew (OK, I just used fabric glue) a flap at the top of each fabric panel through which to run a curtain rod
3) search through our garage for leftover sticks to use as rods for the panels, as well as from which to hang the "Pies"signs
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in yet-another testament to my supreme good taste, I chose NOT to use the stick I found that -- apparently -- was used as a cobweb duster in a previous incarnation |
5) haphazardly shove said signs into frames (because I couldn't afford display posters) or
6) sloppily glue them to cardboard (because I couldn't afford banners)
But do you see how I glued old ribbon-belts around the edges to hide the cardboard? I though that was kind of cute. |
I KNEW I'd need these cutters again! |
8) gather all that shit and more for packing into the truck with all Bee's needed booth supplies.
I'm a little tired now.
BUT: I brought approximately 20 full-sized pies and 9 Diet Pies down, in Kiss Yo' Granny Apple and Kick A$$ Pumpkin flavors, AND
a Diet Pie (it's all about portion control) |
Also, I got two special orders.
And I couldn't keep those fresh-from-the-toaster-oven samples coming fast enough.
So: I'd quantify that as a success.
(Albeit a success I have no plans on attempting to repeat any time soon.)
And now, if you'll excuse me, I feel some crap TV coming on.
Go you! I am impressed :) Also what is a diet pie?
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