So, I’ve been a bit shit. I’ve not written a blog post for a year. Whoops.
I meant to. I promise. I planned to. It just never happened.
Like those texts I didn’t respond to, nights out I didn’t go on, dishes I didn’t wash up at home.
(Don’t worry, the washing up has always been done at the café.)
In my defence, I’ve been pretty bloody busy. It has been the fastest year of my life.
NIBBLE IS ONE YEAR OLD !!
I’m going to do something I never do.
And genuinely couldn’t do out loud as everyone who wanted me to make a speech last night probably realised as I squirmed in my gazelles.
I’m going to blow my own fucking trumpet because I am proud of myself.
I fucking did it.
I lasted a year running my own business.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve not finished yet, there’s shit loads to do.
But, I paid all my bills, paid all wages (mine were a bit give and take), paid the tax man and kept the doors open with food on the table.
I’ve made coffee after coffee (around 8,500).
I’ve written the menus. Written recipes. Changed the recipes. Changed them again. I’ve cooked it all. Hundreds of times.
I’ve gone through a shit tonne of veggie sausages.
(If I ever have a child, they may be called Linda McCartney.)
I’ve baked every brownie. Some weeks too many!
I’m covered in cuts, bruises and burns. I lost a toe nail.
I’ve laughed loads. I’ve cried loads.
I’ve swore even more. Although no one will be surprised of this I’m sure.
Now I’m not saying I did this all on my own.
I have a great support network of friends and family, and the fella and his son.
They’ve all helped. They’ve worked shifts. Fixed things I have no idea how to fix. Let me rant. Bought the wine. Pushed me further.
I have a gorgeous girl gang supporting me every day at the café.
They love what they do as much as me. And I’m very lucky to have them.
We have a great time on a daily basis and laugh loads.
We are the clumsiest team in history.
I’m working really fucking hard. But I couldn’t be happier.
This year has mostly been about keeping my head above water financially, seeing if I could provide a service and products that made people happy, and make the business work, and I think for the most parts, I’ve managed to do so.
This next year will be all about improving things.
I am a perfectionist. I’m never satisfied. I don’t rest on my laurels.
What we do is good. It could be better. It will be.
I have time now to spend fixing things, refining things, listening to feedback.
And this is what I am going to do.
So, expect there to be some changes.
Nothing drastic, just more…
More of what you want and less of what you don’t.
More cake, more creativity, more improvements, more new dishes, more specials, more variety, more markets, more events, more chat, more communication, more personal touches, more of the extra mile.
Thank you for your support, for your custom, for the chats and the good times.
Thank you for letting me do what I love, and for loving what I do.
It’s been one crazy year, and I can’t wait to see what this next year has in store.
Lots of love, Lauren x