My 45-year working career has been varied and full. The first official paying job I held (after three years of mowing lawns) was in the summer of my 15th year when I worked as a janitor at my school stripping and waxing floors. That fall I started working full time as a disc jockey at a radio station. I also spun records at frat parties, high school dances, and in a local discotheque. After flunking out of college I started working in restaurants and fell in love with the industry. I loved it so much that I took a job managing one restaurant during the day and waiting tables at another at night. I couldn’t get enough.
My dictionary defines the verb “work,” this way— “…be engaged in physical or mental activity to achieve a goal.” But it’s never felt like work.
I eventually returned to college to finish my degree in Hospitality Management, though I still worked full-time waiting tables. Every spare moment I was in the library reading restaurant trade magazines or staying up until early in the morning designing floorplans, kitchens, and menus. I was “eat up” with the restaurant biz (pun intended).
In 1987, I borrowed $25,000.00 and opened the first restaurant. In the early days I worked as a chef behind the line, after four years I moved to the front of the house, and eventually into the restaurant office. Since then, my work career has branched out from restaurant and bar ownership to newspaper columnist, book author, tour leader, television host, television producer, documentary film producer, and the founder of a couple of non-profits.
Though, as of today, I can now add theatre owner and bowling alley owner to my jack-of-a-few-trades-and-
Many would scoff at that many hours over the course of six decades spent in a dark theatre. My friends would probably never vocalize it, but I am sure many feel that such a practice is a total waste of time. But I don’t really hunt. I rarely fish, and I never play golf. I have friends who have spent way more time on golf courses than I have in movie theatres.
Unlike the time I have spent in movie theatres, I have rarely bowled. I certainly never expected to be the owner of a bowling alley, yet here I am. Also, in addition to the five restaurants and two bars we currently own, we’re about to add another restaurant and bar to the list.
There is no doubt that I have been helped in a major way along the course of this hodgepodge of a career. Sometimes it was a friend or mentor with a loan, other times it was good timing, many times it was providence. I am grateful for all of it.
Work is my pastime. Work is my fun. Someone once said, “When passion meets work, work becomes a hobby.” My knee-jerk reaction to that quote was to state that there was probably a time in my life when work seemed like work. Though I think I would have to go all the way back to mowing yards and waxing floors. Actually, there were two summers in which I worked on a landscape crew laying sod and on a construction crew installing insulation in attics. That was work. Hard work. So technically I haven’t really “worked” since the summer of 1982.
The new restaurant, bar, bowling alley, and theatre are all set to open in Jackson this week. Opening a restaurant is stressful. The first two weeks are filled with thousands of moving parts, any of which can go wrong at any minute. The key to success in this business is management, management, management, whether it’s during a honeymoon period, or 34 years into a restaurant’s run. As stressful as openings are, they are also an opportunity to see a dream come true. When a restaurant, or bar, or theatre, or bowling alley for that matter, opens, it’s a vision actualized and brought to life.
And it’s the vison of dozens of people. And it’s the hard work of hundreds of people. I’m typically the guy out front doing the dog-and-pony show, but there are scores of others making the wheels turn.
It’s funny how life takes us in directions we never thought we would head once we let go and let life happen. I have made thousands of mistakes in my life, maybe tens of thousands. Though one of the things I feel that I have gotten right is that I have been open to opportunity when it came knocking.
When I speak to students, I always try to reserve most of the time to field questions. I am almost always asked some form of the question, “What is the key to success?” After 40 years in this business and given some time and space with which to reflect, it seems the key to success in business— at least in my case— is simple: Support your co-workers. Do everything you can to delight your guests/customers/clients. Find every opportunity to say, “Yes.” Serve your community. Don’t screw anyone over. Take less of a deal if you must, but make the deal. Foster other’s success. Surround yourself with people who are smarter and more talented, set the course, steer the ship, get out of their way, and give credit where credit is due. Finally, find something you’re passionate about and make it your career.
Oh, and one last thing, keep moving forward, learn from past mistakes, but don’t dwell on them. I like to sum that concept up in one word…
Onward.
Hoisin Glazed Chicken Wings
1 gallon water
1/3 cup soy sauce
1/3 cup sugar
2 Tbl kosher salt
1 1/2 Tbl crushed red pepper flakes
1/2 cup white vinegar
2 Tbl fresh ginger, minced
3# fresh chicken wings
2-7 ounce jars hoisin sauce
1/4 cups sugar
1/4 cup water
1 Tbl fresh jalapenos, small dice
2 tsp minced garlic
1 Tbl fresh lime juice
1 Tbl Hot sauce
You can grill the wings and save this step. In a large stock pot, combine the water, soy sauce, sugar, salt, red pepper flakes, vinegar and ginger. Bring this mixture to a simmer, and allow it to cook for 10 minutes. Place the chicken wings into the simmering mixture. Once the water returns to simmer, cook the wings for 20 minutes.
Using a large colander, strain and discard the liquid. Allow the chicken wings to cool in the refrigerator for one hour. This step may be done 1-2 days in advance.
Preheat oven to 250
Line a large baking sheet with heavy duty aluminum foil and set aside.
In a mixing bowl, stir together the hoisin sauce, sugar, water, jalapeños, garlic, lime juice and hot sauce. Remove half of this mixture for later use.
Toss the pre-cooked wings in the mixing bowl, coating them well with the sauce. Arrange them on the foil lined baking sheet, and cover them completely with another sheet of aluminum foil. Bake for 50 minutes. Remove the foil and place the remaining sauce in to a large mixing bowl. Gently place the wings in the bowl, and toss them with the sauce. Return the wings to the baking sheet. Turn the oven up to 275 and return the wings to the oven, uncovered. Bake for 45 minutes.
Remove from the oven and serve.
Yield: Eight to ten servings
18 comments:
Now you have 20 people tied to a $17,000,000 note with 4 new restaurants in Jackson and you have Zero skin in the game.
If they float you are a hero….if they sink you are gone and unknown.
Not a bad gig if you can convince a few to risk a lot because “you know what you are doing.”
Write this in your journal
Your going to need a job when the Fondren tiki bar gets overrun and fails.
Wow 10:32. Just wow. Apparently you won't be happy until everybody is as miserable as you.
This is the guy on the TV this morning pushing the bowling alley slash bar ? Like every other bowling alley and "public" within 50 miles ....it will be over run with bad tipping locals and their evil spawn. No. thanks. IDK, maybe it's priced so high that they can control that . Sad I can never come here with anything positive about Jackson.
@11:48 is a perfect example of how racist whites destroy economies.
The new business hasn’t even opened yet and just look at that vitriol.
The only thing you left out was a reference to EBT and a welfare queen driving a nicer car than you.
Your thinly veiled racist dog whistle is not hard to decipher.
You will seethe when I charge my Tesla (cost more than your mobile home) in the parking lot while I spend some of weath I earned in tech cannabis stocks, and cryptocurrency.
12:40 : 11:48 ? The thinly veiled tripe is soooo 2018 when all the ban hammer leftist mods ruined the fun. Bottom line is our area is overrun by all kinds of idiots that don't know how to act in public. Color is not the issue here. IT'S A BOWLING ALLEY. And round here bowling ally means glorified daycare for many. Same as skating rinks ....trampoline joints .....mini golf.....etc.. ALL FAIL for the same reason.
Ain't no black brother wrote that post at 12:40. Only an ignorant-ass white man wastes his time posting shit like that. He loves his subjects, verbs, clauses and thinking he's accomplished life by sitting in a classroom at Milsaps.
Hey 12:40 - who is 11:48.
I see a post from 11:38, and another from 10:48, but nothing from "11:48".
Neither 11:38 nor 10:48 mentions being white either.
Please keep your delusional thinking away from this otherwise pleasant blog.
Yes indeed.
Any failure will surely be the fault of racists whites.
It will have nothing to do with the high crime, taxation theft, and black racists in Jackson.
The bloviator detector just went through the roof.
Places where patrons don't tip lose employees = close. And they don't.
It’s funny to watch you guys get triggered over a privately-funded bowling alley. Please continue, as your tears are delicious.
Those MetroCenter tears are pretty tasty too, right 6:50am?
"Finally, find something you’re passionate about and make it your career."
I disagree with this advice and think we are doing our young people a disservice by spouting this constantly. Guess what? Not everyone is passionate about their job, and that's OK. Some jobs just pay the bills, give you health insurance, 401k and other benefits, and allow you to pursue your passions on your own time.
Students today think they have to find that perfect job that's going to fulfill them, and it's miring them in uncertainty. We need to be telling them, your job MIGHT be your passion, but it certainly doesn't have to be.
Odds on the first bowling gambling brawl and stabbing out front of the building . I'll cross my fingers this is fruitful for the area and the owners and staff make some scratch. Before the fall.
Thankyou
Can we just pay employees a decent wage, and we won't have to worry about tipping? Put livable wages of the employees in the price of the food instead of forcing people to tip. If people want to tip above and beyond then go ahead. But this is one thing Europe and most of the rest of the world has gotten right. 2.14/hr plus tips equals owner welfare.
I'm sure St. John is a good person who has good intentions, but his weekly self-congratulation/self-promotion column has gotten old.
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