It all started so simple. The plan was to cook some delicious chicken. Then we would make some money
and have fun in the process. But any story worth living doesn’t involve the word “simple.” There are lots of
hoops to jump through in this food truck thing.
Getting an LLC and bank account was relatively painless. Getting a loan proved to be slightly harder. But
it seems that acquiring an actual truck for frying chicken is more complicated.
We have a set amount to spend. It's not a lot, but it's respectable. There's a delicate balance to achieve.
On one hand, we could get a fixer-upper which requires a lot of elbow grease. On the other hand, we
could reach for something at the top of our price range. This would be easier from a physical stand point,
but would deplete our funds considerably. I'm used to working hard, that's not the issue. I'm just not sure
if I'm capable of fielding all the potential curve balls that an older truck could throw.
How did it become so hard to spend money?
Through this whole process I continue to tell my wife Rachel (and myself) that "this is gonna be good". The creative bug in me starts doing its thing, and I start to dream.
Despite the complexities we face, my vision is still simple:
• Locally raised chicken, fried the right way to order.
• House-baked biscuits fresh from the oven.
• Side dishes that tap a person's soul like this meal was just cooked on a lazy Sunday.
That's cool. When I think about providing this service for people, the hard work and time spent seem like
no big deal at all.
This IS gonna be good.