Let me start off by saying that blogging was a foreign concept to me until about a week ago. Foreign like having dental tools in your mouth, and almost as painful. But like the dental tools, blogging is necessary for propper oral hygene. Okay, that's where the analogy loses it, but it sort of works. Suffice to say, I'm a little intimidated by this keyboard in front of me, but I think this is a good story worth following.
My name is Mark. I live in Columbus Ohio with my wife Rachel and two kids Jakin and Mya. I'm an executive banquet chef for a successful catering operation and I quit my job to start a food truck. There, I said it. The word "quit" was past tense, as in I already did it. My stable bi-monthly paychecks will inevitably cease by July 2012. But there's a silver lining to this story. And cresting this silver lining is a chariot bearing the hopes and dreams of my family in the form of crispy fried chicken. Sorry for the sappy visual, but the prospect of saving the financial future of my family warrants a chariot, or in this case, food truck.
I plan on blogging regularly to update you on the progress of this venture. There's a deadline here and quite a bit at stake. The potential obstacles are clear: finances, personal conflict, inexperience, dragons, and timing. Well, maybe not dragons.