Low Budget Scooby Doo
Well, here we are with the first half of 2020 in the books. I took a quick peak back into the blog archives and a year ago today, we were celebrating the removal of the old and peeling laminate tiles in PJP Nifong as construction in the new space really started to ramp up over the summer. I had no idea what the year ahead would bring, but like you, I DIDN’T EXPECT A PANDEMIC. And even so, our new location has been the most lovely gift in the past year. (And I use the term “gift” loosely because nothing about this endeavor has been free…nor will it be for the next regularly scheduled 54 monthly loan payments. Holla.)
Here’s a few things I keep forgetting to tell you:
Have you seen that the Roots and Blues festival is cancelled for this year? Hardly surprising, given the impossibility of social distancing amongst thousands people during a three day festival of successive music concerts, but heartbreaking nonetheless. That is always the event that signals the start of the crazy fall rush at PJP and we look forward to it every year. (Except the porta potty situation, which is terrifying even in a pre-COVID world.)
Surprisingly, a few tickets remain for our Triplet Pie Tasting for this Friday. The cost is $29 for 21 tarts and they will be seven flavors that we do in three variations. For example, think American Apple, Dutch Apple, and Caramel Apple. Or Banana Cream, Banoffee, and Chocolate Banana. I didn’t publicize this event on social media, this is just for our blog friends. You can call the store to purchase tickets.
We’ve had weird pie box issues all week. Our boxes has been stuck in Durant, Oklahoma for five days. I just checked and that is 489.2 miles from Columbia, or 7 hours and 55 minutes. They might as well be on the other side of the moon at this point.
We are super hopeful that we’ve figured out a solution to printed bags with our logo, but it seems too good to be true. If we purchase 7,000 bags, they would be cheaper printed than the regular unprinted bags we buy. Suspicious. Though I would be a woman in possession of 7,000 bags and that seems sort of extra and like uncharted territory.
And speaking of suspicious, there is a rumor in our shopping center that there is a person living in the storefront that was to become Moe’s before the deal fell through. And there is nothing we love more than a mystery that has absolutely nothing to do with us at all, so we are basically like a low budget version of Scooby Doo as we discuss the whole situation. Clearly, Jeanne is Scooby in this scenario. I’m pretty sure I’m Velma.
