Our panic about the King’s Daughters festival this weekend arrived to PJP Buttonwood this morning and look, if Panic were a person, Panic would have arrived on a horse-drawn carriage and wearing a crown of diamonds and Xanax. Throw in some trumpets, a 21-gun salute, and a red carpet and you get a glimpse into the overwhelming feeling Jeanne and I had for most of our day today.
We’ve never taken the PJP show on the road. We’ve discussed various opportunities to sell pies at our own booth and yet, we could never quite commit. Finally, we decided to just rip the band-aid right off our fear and filled out a booth application for King’s Daughters. We sent it in with our $350 check without letting ourselves talk ourselves out of it. And then Jeanne spent weeks running around and telling anyone who would listen that we rented a booth for King’s Daughters and we didn’t have a plan for it. She was saying it six weeks ago and she was saying it two days ago and she was saying it all the days in between…and she was right, as usual.
One of the many great things about Jeanne is that she can tell you she doesn’t know what she is doing or that she hasn’t a clue how to prep for something and then all of a sudden, 28 crates from JoAnn’s show up at PJP Buttonwood and Jeanne says “oh, yeah, I ordered all of these for our booth display!” Um, ok. I accept.
Beyond all the decorating, we had to make some very real decisions today about how much pie we should take. According to one of the organizers of King’s Daughters, average attendance is between 3,000 to 5,000 over the course of the three-day event. And so based on nothing scientific, we’ve decided to take 600 jelly jar pies, 200 baby pies, and around 50 nine-inch pies. And maybe we will sell some of it and maybe we will sell of it…we really just have no idea what to expect.
Behind the decor and the pie selection, we also tried to work on staffing today. Obviously, the booth needs to be full of Team PJP so that customers can have their questions answered and their payments processed. And obviously, PJP Buttonwood needs Team PJP on Saturday while we are open from 9 until 1 AND Team PJP needs to keep baking for the storefront and the booth.
And quite honestly, all of this decision-making makes me want to lay in my bed with the covers over my head. I’m pretty sure Martha Stewart does the same in times of indecision and stress, right?
Make plans to see us tomorrow from 6 pm until 9 pm, Saturday 8 am until 5 pm, and/or Sunday from 11 am until 4 pm. Or stop by tomorrow or Saturday at PJP Buttonwood and pick up pies. Either way, please plan to buy a Jelly Jar pie so I can feel justified in making 600 jars with tiny forks tomorrow…