Read any motivational or personal development book and they all say figure out what you want and write it down. put it out for the world to see and then work towards it. So boldly I thought where better than the blog to etch down my hopes for 2020. To be perfectly honest this might just all end in a rant and a pessimistic outlook but for now we will start positive. as Kris Akabusi said its all about positive mental attitude PMA.
2020 is THE year, it holds the cusp of greatness, but first I need to kick myself in the ass, bitchslap my baldhead and get moving with the food van. Frankly I haven’t spent enough time on Tullulah, (the van). Trying to balance festive workloads, the mrs and kids, family and the nuts and bolts of starting a company I have neglected the van.
So, where to begin, well the inside of the van needs a tidy up and clean. certain areas have become thick with grease from neglect, I’m guessing cowboy operators were riding her before. As long as it takes, bit by bit it is getting there and will soon be sparkling. Then comes replacing damages bit by bit, to note at this moment in time, and with the grace that equipment works it is only superficial cosmetics such as plug sockets, extractor grates and replacing old with new. With limited funds but optimism and an eye on facebook marketplace I believe I can get a good generator and equipment for a good price. Paint the inside to freshen the girl up and then comes the education. Learning as I go, figuring out what I have no concept of. Now I have to realise I am a businessman, and entrepreneur and a food van operator. Time to act like it and for my identity to grow into that.
Inside I need to replace the old installed heated urn for an easy electrical fresh, clean and hygenic option. As with most things on this van its not quite as simple as first glance and I end up learning on the job about basic plumbing, electrics and gas flow. Then get someone to take out the mini boiler, I’ll clean up the grills, check the water pump, get a generator and as simple as that the inside is ready for inspection from the local environmental health. I will push and get this substantially moving all by the end of the month. Whilst the work goes on in the van, so does bringing in fridges for the house, colour coded chopping boards and all manner of things for a food preparation area. Then it’s time to fire up the laptop for cleaning rotas, fridge plans and temperature sheets.
Now for the money shot, the expensive game changer, the moment it takes on a new life. The spray paint of the outside, the logo glaring, the girls little black dress number. The moment it goes from “matts munch box” to my “food Anarchy”. This will be the moment, the electrifying moment the dream hits reality. You see that will be the vision I’ve had for years, I will see her in all her glory. The inside will be good to go, the outside will finally be the vision that’s been stuck in my mind for years but one that through fear and excuses I never expanded on it being a concept. With the van ready to go it becomes a reality and vindication.
So then what?, well markets to start. I will be involved in as many as I can so come on by. Having the freedom to cook whatever the hell I decide, not worrying about creating anything fancy or pretentious, just making people say “fuck that’s good”, or “ooh yeah, that’s amazing”. The van open for business, rock and punk music playing, giving some cheeky flirty banter and ill be mentally as free as a bird. That has always been the dream. Time to make dreams into reality.
Happy new year to you all and may 2020 be your year to shine. A year to try something new, a year to do that thing you’ve been putting off, a year for action. Happy eating.
FOOD ANARCHY 