10/16/2026
Well, apparently Starr and I decided to get matching tattoos today. Unfortunately, ours came courtesy of two different pieces of hot kitchen equipment. Same arm, practically the same burn. That’s one way to show team spirit, I suppose.
Y’all, what a Friday at Third Street!
We had the core crew back together today. Pete, Tabby, Starr, Devon, Corinne, and me. And let me tell you, the amount of food that came out of this little kitchen today was nothing short of phenomenal.
Tonight we’re feeding folks at a retirement party AND a 100th birthday celebration. Tomorrow we’ve got FIVE Hampden-Sydney Homecoming events, Longwood Women’s Basketball, and a wedding. Then we’ll wrap up the weekend feeding a church group on Sunday morning.
And somewhere in the middle of all that cooking, our last remaining original stove decided it was time to retire, too.
This was the little $500 stove I bought when I first opened Grateful Fed, back when I was buying equipment with my little envelope of cash and a whole lot of hope. That stove has cooked more meals than I could ever begin to count.
My daddy said today, “If that thing was a car, it’d have 50 million miles on it. It doesn’t owe you a dime.”
And he’s right.
Of course, the timing could have been better. But that’s the restaurant business. One step forward, two steps back, and occasionally you burn your arm on the way.
We bit the bullet and bought a replacement today. Thankfully, we needed a little stove, not a giant commercial one, so it was $700 instead of $7,000. I’ll call that a win. It arrives tomorrow.
But here’s what I really want to say.
Today I watched a team of people who know each other, know their jobs, and know how to make things happen come together and absolutely knock it out of the park. We cooked, we laughed, we hustled, we probably said a few things that shouldn’t be repeated, and we kept right on going.
There is something pretty special about having your people back in the kitchen together.
We’re tired. We’re a little crispy around the edges. Apparently some of us are literally crispy.
But we’re ready for one heck of a weekend.
Here’s to good food, good people, old stoves that gave us everything they had, and a team that just keeps showing up.
Happy Friday, y’all. We’ve got a whole lot of people to feed, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Gratefully yours,
Tammy