We got a referral from the Reno Golf outing to set up at a car show in Miramar. It was on a Tuesday afternoon & we soon had a line of people waiting for a Cheezer. There was probably close to five hundred people there.
Mad Munch was one of only two food vendors. The other was Dang Brothers, who used an old fire truck with a converted pizza oven to sling their pies.
"How long is it going to take?" a lady asked.
"Right now," Kate said. "Probably about forty minutes."
"Well, what about the congressman?" she asked.
"Still, forty minutes," Kate answered.
As if someone with political pull could cut the line. There's no favoritism when it comes to getting a grilled cheese. It's always, first come, first served. Kate & I still laugh about that quote.
I had five or six sandwiches going on the griddle consistently for over an hour. It was a mad dash to put them on a paper plate & Kate would yell out the person's name. You wouldn't think people would be so hungry at a car show on a Tuesday night, but there was an open bar, so you do the math.
By the end, I cut off the grill & we both caught our breath. We came out of the weeds with a pocket full of cash & a lighter cooler to load into the car.
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