There is more to street food than Citroen H Vans and pizzas named after wrestlers.
Actually there isn’t, and for the most part that’s what makes it so easy. Anyone can start a street food business.
You still have to go out there and do it though. The late nights, the driving, the hours of preparation. However good your idea/recipe is, without getting stuck in and doing those hard yards, you’re going to fail. And even if you do put all your effort in, you could still fail.
17/09/17 ‘Day of rest’
Mow the lawn, watch Netflix, get down to Hampton Court Palace and pack up a stall. Classic Sunday. Somehow we’re also 2 staff down. One ill, one AWOL (presumed dead).
3pm – Set off to Hampton Court. Event finishes at 6. I’m well ahead of the game.
5.30pm – Still sat in the van. M25 has had me right off.
6.30pm – Arrive
Well then. How about that. It’s over. The final gas bottle of the season has been disconnected. Summer 2017 is no more.
Or is it? Did the last few months happen? Has Hugo really had a hair cut? Or have I just woken up from a warped chocolatey dream that ended with Take That singing ‘Relight My Fryer’ at Hyde Park?
OK that got a bit weird. Of course it happened. Our biggest and baddest year yet – in which we had SEVEN stalls out on certain weekends. Howay the lads (and lasses)!
It’s time to put some of those stalls away for the winter, but the chuzza-train keeps on rolling relentlessly. This weekend we return to Hampton Court Palace for The Handmade Fair, and we’re also heading up to the Clumber Park Food and
OK so here’s the latest instalment of our blockbuster blog. I know it’s been a real page-turner, and I’m sorry for making you all wait for so long with such eager anticipation.
The first port of call has got to be our road trip to Spain in March. Just like last year we went to visit our suppliers, and with a couple of fixes needed, we were left with a few days to ourselves. After such a long drive, soundtracked by some hard-hitting podcasts (Last Podcast on the Left) we decided to treat ourselves with more driving and a trip to Lisbon.
None of us had ever been to Lisbon before so we dived in head first, and were delighted with what we found. Maybe it was the hangover-free red wine, maybe it was the deliciously cheap food, or maybe it was simply the sheer conviviality of our local neighbourhood. We can’t
Amigo-ography – seems a bit stupid at first, but it does roll off the tongue and it’s better than ‘amigography’. Ah whatever.
This is the first in what will be a regular series (more likely a one-off judging by commitment levels to this blog) profiling some of the people who have made Los Churros Amigos what it is today. These guys keep the company ticking so they deserve some recognition.
It’s half-term at the moment so Magical Lantern Festival in Chiswick is open all week. Jacob is there every night and has been since the event began. As well as working for us he is also picking up some extra shifts with our good friends The Duck Truck every morning, as he tries to pay off his upcoming Masters Degree. Impressive work ethic, especially considering he spends his weekends living like Keith