So those of you in the food service industry will laugh at this story. One of my good friends is an equipment distributor and always busts my chops when she comes over and finds me with regular civilian kitchenware. This story is obviously one of those that will make you laugh. So my very civilian, I think it may have been purchased once upon a time at Wal-mart or the dollar store or maybe inherited in some way ice cream scoop bit the bucket last year. Mid-scoop the handle broke and I was left scooping ice cream with just the scoop sans handle. This was not a very reasonable way to serve the buckets of ice cream my tribe likes to eat, so the next day I marched over to our smallwares area and looked for an ice cream scoop. For some reason we had just had a run on ice cream scoops and all I could find was one little melon baller.
We named that little melon baller the little melon baller that could, we were down to eating ice cream servings smaller than our coveted Italian ice, but for over a year that melon baller worked like a charm. Prior to eating you would get a good workout and manage your wrist muscles in process.
For those that weren’t invited, I had a BBQ last weekend. I’m not sure why you weren’t invited, I sent out invites… perhaps you should take a look at the mailbox or your spam folder, I promise I meant to invite you.
Back to the story at hand, kiddos wanted ice cream. Here goes our little hostess the 7 year old, hauling out the little melon baller that could. Now this wouldn’t be bad in a regular crew but since birds of a feather… well yeah hang down your head tom dooley, and those of you in the food service industry will know the heckling that ensued.
So yesterday I found myself in mountains of used smallwares helping a client find some items for his pizzeria. Suddenly a box of Zeroll scoops and food service miscellany… and the angels sang… here was my much anticipated Zeroll scoop WHICH I LEFT ON MY DESK LAST NIGHT… ARGGGGH