Well, it’s not exactly the end, but it’s the end of 12 hours kitchen shifts, packaging and shipping so it’s the end for us as far as we’re concerned. I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S OVER and that we survived. I may or may not have been close to tears the first day we set up at the Flea and Mark may or may not have been close to tears a few times when orders just got too out of control. There were a few moments where we seriously questioned whether it was physically possible or if we had enough hours in the day to get everything done. We need a shirt to commemorate the fact that we survived the 2010 holiday season. All the small Brooklyn food producers do. As crazy as our schedule was, we weren’t alone. It’s kind of nice that way and I guess that’s what’s so cool about the whole scene. People are pretty supportive of one another. Two people we want to thank in particular are Annie Gallo, who was first a blog reader/neighbor and now a friend. Annie jumped in when Mark needed help the last minute at the kitchen and with her help, baked 4000 cookies in an 11 hour shift to fulfill all our wholesale orders and to restock the Flea the next day. The next person we need to thank is Mark’s mom. We haven’t been around to see the kids at all this last week and Lani helped make sure they had plenty of attention, food and quality Grandma time.
It’s quiet now. I’m home with Claudine while Mia’s at school. It’s just me and her, puttering around the house getting the house back in order, cleaning, putting things away, wrapping gifts and placing them under the tree. I’m also getting some freelance work done. It feels pretty mellow and Claudine makes an excellent companion. She’s good for hugs and bursts of silliness. Plus I like to rub her head.