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Wednesday, April 20th, 2011


I haven’t cared much for the food writing in the Statesman recently, but today’s paper has an interesting article by restaurant critic Mike Sutter.

Sutter decided to follow Raymond Tatum, a well-known local chef (Jeffrey’s, the Backstage Steakhouse) from start to opening of his pork-themed trailer eatery, Three Little Pigs.

Tatum’s apparently a big pork guy, and Three Little Pigs intrigues me. But there’s also a couple of things in Sutter’s article that jump out at me and make me say “What. The. Frack!”

For starters, there’s the $700 cell phone bill, because Tatum didn’t get an unlimited talk/text plan. Then there’s the $12,500 “built to order” trailer (when my folks ran a shaved ice trailer, I believe they paid about $10,000 for the trailer used, plus about another $2,000 for equipment): that by itself isn’t unreasonable, but then

A long strip of chrome trim blows off during transport, the floor plates buckle at the seams and have to be rewelded and Tatum spends $1,000 to fix some bad wiring.

There’s no mention that Tatum pursued or obtained compensation from the trailer vendor.

The kitchen gear costs $11,500, including a six-burner gas stove and oven, a two-basket deep fryer, flat-top grill, two-door commercial reach-in refrigerator, stainless steel prep counter with low-boy coolers, steam table, dish sink, hand sink and a cash register.

In Tatum’s first month, the gas line fails, the fryer goes out and the water pump dies when the water system freezes solid.

Also no mention that Tatum pursued or obtained compensation from the people who installed the kitchen equipment. (To be fair, the problem with the water system freezing probably didn’t have anything to do with the people who installed the equipment.)

The costs of doing business are relentless: $460 for city and county fees and permits, $600 a year for a commercial commissary, $1,200 a year for insurance, $150 to pressure-test the propane system, $500 for the gray-water tank. He pays East End Wines $575 a month to park in their lot on Rosewood Avenue and use their bathroom. The city electrical meter costs about a grand, which he’s paying in installments. The propane he cooks with runs $75-$100 a week. His employees get $10 an hour and all the tips.

I wanted to call out that section because of this statement later in the article:

Tatum isn’t sure what he needs to bring in each night to break even.

What? What? He’s running a business and he isn’t sure what he needs to bring in each night to break even?! He’s been a professional chef, he knows what his food costs and his fixed costs are, and he isn’t sure what he needs to bring in each night to break even? He’s open five hours a night Tuesday-Saturday, and he doesn’t know what he needs to bring in to break even?

I’m sorry, but I believe if you’re running a business – any business – and you don’t know what your break-even point is, you shouldn’t be running a business.

On one Tuesday, night, the trailer brings in $212 from a dozen tickets.

and

His best night so far has been $700; his target is $1,000 a day.

I may try to run the numbers later on: if one of my readers wants to try and figure out break-even for Tatum’s trailer, as a public service, feel free. I think most of the information you need is in the article, except possibly the electrical bill and Tatum’s food cost percentage. (It looks like his plates run about $6 per.)

Edited to add: Lawrence and I hashed this over some, and he came up with a set of numbers.

Lawrence figures $25,650 in “sunk costs”, basically the trailer and equipment. (The trailer and kitchen equipment work out to $24,000 alone: the grey water tank and pressure testing the propane system add $650, and $1,000 for the electric meter.) The article notes that Tatum didn’t take out SBA or bank loans, but borrowed money from friends and family. We’ll be generous and figure he doesn’t pay interest, and is amortizing his sunk costs over three years, so that’s $8,333 a year for that time period.

Lawrence came up with $2,720 a year in recurring costs. ($600 a year for the commercial commissary, which you need if you’re actually preparing food in a trailer. City of Austin/Travis County regulation. $1,200 for insurance. $460 for city/county fees and permits.) When I add the numbers, I actually come up with $2,260; I wonder if he added the permits twice.

Monthly recurring costs work out to $925 not counting whatever the electric bill is. ($575/month rent for twelve months = $6900. At $100/week for propane, that’s about $400/month.) Just to make the math easy, let’s use $1,000 a month as recurring monthly costs, with the understanding that this is a conservative estimate.

He’s paying four people $10/hour (plus they get to keep the tips). They’re working six five days a week, five hours a day. That’s 30 25 hours/week. Lawrence comes up with an estimate of $13,000 a month year in wages. I can’t tell from the article if there’s one or two people in the trailer, but let’s figure one (possibly plus Tatum, but we’ll assume Tatum doesn’t pay himself a wage). 30 hours/week * $10/hour * 50 weeks/year (we’ll figure two weeks of vacation, that makes the number simpler) comes out to $15,000 by my calculations, but let’s use Lawrence’s number as a conservative estimate. Note also that it isn’t clear if Tatum is paying Social Security and other taxes, but we’ll assume that he’s above board and legal. That would add a substantial additional sum over the $10/hour that we haven’t considered.

So the recurring yearly costs (at least for the first three years) work out to $36,053 by Lawrence’s estimate, which we both think is conservative. Six Five days a week, 50 weeks a year, that works out to 300 250 days a year, or a fixed cost per day of about $120 $144.

I think target food cost for the average restaurant is typically 30% of the total item cost. Lawrence’s estimate of food cost yearly is $51,054. (Edited to add 3: Lawrence corrects me and says the $51,054 figure is the total of both the fixed costs and the food costs.) Looking at it another way, for every plate he sells at $6, we can figure probably 1/3rd, or $2, goes to food and related costs (plates, plasticware). So that leaves him $4 a plate to pay the other costs. At $120 $144 $204/day in fixed costs, he needs to sell 30 36 34 plates a day on average at $6/each in order to meet those fixed costs, minus his food cost.

If Tatum pays himself just minimum wage, that’s another $15,080 a year.

All of this, by Lawrence’s estimate, works out to a conservative (we think) $66,584 a year cost to run the trailer. Figuring again 300 250 days a year, that’s about $222 $266 a day to break even, or about 37 67 44 plates a day at $6/per.

If you consider things like that cell phone bill, Social Security and other taxes, routine trailer maintenance, and other unanticipated expenses, $300/day or 50 75 plates/day at $6 per seems like a pretty reasonable break-even estimate.

Here’s the worksheet Lawrence provided for me. Sorry it’s a PNG, but I can’t get the formatting to work any other way. Click to embiggen.

Edited to add 2: For some reason, I was basing my calculations on six days a week, not five. Blame it on a synaptic misfire. Or Rio. Corrections are incorporated above.

Notes from the food front for April 15, 2011.

Friday, April 15th, 2011

The Spaghetti Warehouse location in downtown Austin is closing.

That’s kind of a shame, but I think I last ate there maybe two years ago. When I was a kid, going to the Houston location was a rare and special treat. When I moved up here, it was nice to have a reasonably close location to eat at; I had some nice dinners there.

But some years back, the parking situation got out of hand. They didn’t provide any free parking near the restaurant, and it was hard to find parking on the street. Then a few years after that, they changed the menu and got rid of two of my favorite dishes (the mushrooms in garlic butter and the cheese sauce; if any of my readers happen to have a close clone of the cheese sauce, I’d be delighted to get an email). I don’t know what the one in Houston is like these days; I’ll miss the funky decor of the Austin one, but I won’t miss the food.

By way of Jimbo: VegNews has been caught using stock photos of dishes. Worse yet (the horror! the horror!) some of those dishes…contain meat. Here’s a link to a NYT blog entry reporting the scandal. And here’s a link to the mentioned blog post.

I’m actually kind of torn by this. On the one hand, I think if you’re publishing a magazine, you owe a duty of honesty to your readers. Using stock photos to represent things that they are clearly not breaks that duty, from my point of view. I don’t buy the “…it is simply not financially feasible for VegNews at this time” argument. How much do stock photos cost, as opposed to having someone with a digital SLR shoot photos of actual dishes for you? Clearly, VegNews knows how to use PhotoShop if they need to do “enhancements” to photos shot in house. After all, they removed the bones from the stock photo that was supposed to represent a rack of vegan “ribs”.

On the other hand…that blog post is like every bad vegan cliche rolled into one. “…eggs from those poor battery hens that are dead basically from the moment they are born”, “…infused with antibiotics, pain and anguish”, “…pork sausage, oozing in pig fat, fresh from the slaughterhouse”. That blogger is so strident, I find it hard to decide who to root for in this instance.

Oh, wait, no, I don’t find it hard to decide who to root for after all: I’m rooting for this guy.

Achievement unlocked: blogmeet.

Thursday, April 14th, 2011

The staff of WCD met up with the legendary Borepatch, along with bloggers Josh and Matthew, last night at Green Mesquite BBQ.

Borepatch his ownself notes the irony of us using Al Gore’s Internets to plan this meetup, since we spent much of our dinner discussing ways to smash the state (along with how to fix the educational system, where we could go shooting, downtown apartments, SF books, and a whole bunch of other random crap).

We are encouraged by Borepatch’s suggestion that we might be doing this again next time he’s out, and are hopeful that we can get at least a couple of other folks to join us. The honorable Borepatch is a charming and gregarious dining companion; dinner with him is indeed a treat. (Edited to add: We just realized that might be read as slighting Josh and Matthew, so let us make it clear that they’re pretty good guys, too.)

Random notes: April 13, 2011.

Wednesday, April 13th, 2011

The Dallas Stars have fired Marc Crawford. I think I speak for many of my readers when I say “People still play hockey? That’s a thing?”

How much credence should you put in Restaurant magazine’s annual list of the World’s 50 Best Restaurants?

The California Legislature is considering revoking the city charter of Vernon, a notoriously corrupt city in L.A. County. But business owners are worried…

Random notes: April 5, 2011.

Tuesday, April 5th, 2011

The NYT has discovered the underground trade in “loosies”: sales of loose cigarettes. A “legal” pack, with taxes, goes for $12.50 (thus sayeth the Times); the “loosie” dealer profiled in the article sells loose cigs for 75 cents each, two for a buck, or $8 a pack ($7 if he knows you). And business is good, Mayor Bloomberg.

Tilman Fertitta and the Landry’s chain are trying to purchase McCormick & Schmick’s Seafood Restaurants. Good luck with that.

Random notes: April 4, 2011.

Monday, April 4th, 2011

Should the Chowchilla school bus kidnappers be paroled?

Sagra Italian Restaurant damaged by fire. The SDC ate there, and, well…we wish the owners the best, even if we can’t say we were wild about the restaurant.

I intended to blog this a few days ago: the latest APD suspension is for 90 days. In this case, the officer in question “was rude to a citizen and initially gave misleading statements to investigators”.

Oh, sure, you laugh at me for picking the Cubs to win it all. But I’ll point out that the Cubs have actually won a game this year, unlike certain other teams (cough cough Houston cough cough) I could name.

The timeless, changeless ways of the HouChron.

Monday, March 14th, 2011

Your annual slideshow (warning! Slideshow!) of rodeo food (warning! Slideshow!) is here.

Warning: this does include photos of the chocolate covered pickle and the pulled pork sundae. Also, did I mention that this is a slideshow?

(Wouldn’t fried beef jerky be kind of dry? Or is that the point; after eating a big plate of fried beef jerky, you really need one of those $12 beers?)

The sands of time.

Friday, March 11th, 2011

Latest news from Vegas: the Sahara is closing in May.

This is sad news for me personally. I’ll admit the Sahara was kind of run down, but it was one of the cheapest rooms available on the Strip. I preferred it slightly to the Imperial Palace (which seems to me to be even more run down these days); on my last few trips to DEFCON, I’ve stayed at the Sahara. (Being slightly run down doesn’t bother me too much when I’m on the road. All I’m really looking for is a bed, toilet, roof, and a place for my stuff. I don’t spend a lot of time in my room.)

(I wasn’t planning on staying there this time; since the convention is at the Rio this year, I’m more likely to stay there.)

Coverage from the Las Vegas Sun. The Sun’s coverage makes another good point; one of the stations for the Vegas Monorail (which is also in deep trouble) is the Sahara. I’ll be interested in seeing how that plays out.

(Also: are they going to try to keep the NASCAR Cafe open? I never ate there; the advertising always seemed to be more about quantity than quality, which really turned me off.)

A roundup of miscellaneous crap for March 9, 2011.

Wednesday, March 9th, 2011

Some things worth noting in the NYT on this fine day:

Michael Ruhlman reviews Modernist Cuisine: The Art and Science of Cooking, previously noted in this space.

I was left wondering how a book could be mind-crushingly boring, eye-bulgingly riveting, edifying, infuriating, frustrating, fascinating, all in the same moment. Every time I tore myself away from these stunning pages to emerge for air, I had to shake my head so hard my cheeks made Looney Tunes noises.

Spider-Man, Spider-Man, does whatever a spider

The producers of “Spider-Man: Turn Off the Dark” are planning a significant overhaul of the $65 million Broadway musical that would involve shutting down performances for two to three weeks, as well as delaying its scheduled opening on March 15 for about three months, according to people who work on “Spider-Man” or were briefed on the producers’ plans.

Never mind.

You may ask yourself, “Why would someone pay $20,000 for a replica of an Eric Clapton Stratocaster, ‘complete with every single nick and scratch, including the wear pattern from Mr. Clapton’s belt buckle and the burn mark from his cigarettes’?” You would probably answer that question, “Because they’re a moron.” The NYT would like for you to know that evolutionary psychology suggests you’re wrong:

…the seemingly illogical yearning for a Clapton relic, even a pseudorelic, stems from an instinct crucial to surviving disasters like the Black Death: the belief that certain properties are contagious, either in a good or a bad way. Another conclusion is that the magical thinking chronicled in “primitive” tribes will affect bids for the Clapton guitars being auctioned at Bonhams in Midtown Manhattan.

Yesterday was election day in Bell, California. How did things go?

…residents voted overwhelmingly to recall Mayor Oscar Hernandez and council members Teresa Jacobo and George Mirabal, as well as Luis Artiga, who quit the council last year but remained targeted for recall. Even Lorenzo Velez, the lone councilman not charged in the Bell corruption case, appeared to suffer collateral damage and lost his bid to keep his seat.

Noted: Austin now has a Peruvian restaurant. (Okay, technically, Pflugerville.) Yes, I’m thinking Saturday Dining Conspiracy. No, not right away; we generally give places three months after opening before reviewing them.

Random notes: March 8, 2011.

Tuesday, March 8th, 2011

Slow. Slow. Slow. And WordPress ate the first draft of this post. Argh. “Introduction to Literary Studies” is finished, but “Applications in Business Programming” fires up tonight.

So where were we?

Ken Hoffman in the HouChron on more rodeo food. The chocolate covered pickle makes us gag.

The NYT reports that Julie Taymor and the “Spider-Man” producers are “negotiating”. “Negotiating” in this case apparently means either “work with a newly expanded creative team” or “pack your <stuff> and get out”.

Speaking of art, damn it, art!, Lawrence has brought us happy news for those of you who own iPhones and are fans of Guy Debord, Karen Eliot, Monty Cantsin, and the Karen-headed Smile Monty (see also): there’s an app for that.

By way of Tam, we have learned that the Department of Homeland Security, which is apparently not satisfied with not actually catching terrorists, is going around confiscating Nissan Skylines. The Skyline is a car we were previously unfamiliar with, perhaps because it was never officially imported into the United States. One of Tam’s commenters provided this link to an excellent article about the rise and fall of a Skyline importer in California, which we commend to your attention.

Speaking of commenters, “Bob” (thanks, “Bob”) posted in this thread and provided a link with some new information about our good friend, the spamming scumbag Sven Alstrom. That link, in turn, led us to this one, which also has some good stuff about Sven. We were particularly amused by these two comments from LJWorld staff members:

…we restored Mr. Alstrom’s access to our website, despite having banned him more than a half dozen times previously.

and:

Should Sven Alstrom not be elected to the Lawrence City Commission, his current account will be banned.

Sven makes friends everywhere he goes, doesn’t he?

Truffle trouble.

Friday, March 4th, 2011

It would fill my heart with delight if someone managed to grow truffles reliably in the United States.

I know there are many people working on the problem (supposedly including one person out near Dripping Springs; this article is from 1984, and I haven’t been able to find anything more recent in Google) but it seems that the growing of truffles is more difficult than you might expect for something that’s basically a fungus.

All of this is by way of introducing today’s NYT article about two truffle growers in North Carolina who’ve been engaged in a lengthy legal battle.

Important safety tip:

Local chefs give North Carolina mixed reviews.

“They don’t seem to have a lot of quality control,” said Andrea Reusing, chef and owner of the Lantern restaurant in Chapel Hill. And actually getting them can be maddening.

“We need to start calling them wacky truffles on the menu,” she said. “There is a certain kind of spaciness to whole thing.”

Random notes: March 3, 2011.

Thursday, March 3rd, 2011

I went to the fights last night, and a case of chronic traumatic encephalopathy broke out.

Sirhan Sirhan has been turned down for parole for the 13th time. What’s interesting about this article is that it focuses almost as much on Sirhan’s lawyer, William F. Pepper, and Pepper’s previous efforts:

Pepper says [James Earl] Ray, who was convicted of killing King two months before Kennedy was slain, was framed by the federal government and that King was killed in a conspiracy involving the FBI, the CIA, the military, the Memphis police and organized crime figures from New Orleans and Memphis.

This gives me an excuse to plug Hampton Sides’ excellent (and Edgar-nominated) book Hellhound on His Trail: The Electrifying Account of the Largest Manhunt In American History, about the killing of King and the manhunt for Ray. I picked it up about two weeks ago, and read the first 300 pages in one night. The only reason I stopped there was because I was dozing off. Sides’ book has an amazingly strong narrative drive for a true crime work; it reads very much like a good novel.

I’m not going to say it deserves the Edgar;  I haven’t read any of the other nominated books (I did pick up The Killer of Little Shepherds: A True Crime Story and the Birth of Forensic Science last weekend, but haven’t had a chance to read it yet.) but I do commend Hellhound to your attention.

This is not a strategy I had considered for driving up page views, but good for the Austin Bulldog.

Edited to add: This is the closest thing I’ve found to a discussion of food items at the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo this year. No photos. I’d apologize, but I don’t want a photo of the “Pulled Pork Sundae”, which frankly sounds disgusting.

Quote of the day.

Tuesday, March 1st, 2011

“This is a substantial amount of iguana meat, well beyond what would be considered as personal use, it lacked the necessary permits for lawful importation and further it was found hidden in masa,” said Joe Uribe, Acting CBP Port Director in Laredo.

I think the lessons here are:

  1. Always make sure you have the proper permits for your iguana meat.
  2. If you have the proper permits, you don’t need to hide your iguana meat in masa. Or anything else for that matter.
  3. Small amounts of iguana meat for “personal use” are apparently okay with Customs.
  4. You can find recipes for iguana online.
  5. At the moment, I very much wish that I was in Tijuana.

Obit watch: February 24, 2011.

Thursday, February 24th, 2011

Sometimes there’s just nothing you can say.

Austin restaurant owners Michael and Yoli Amr were found dead Wednesday morning.

The Statesman touches a little on the history of the Amr restaruants. We (and by “we” in this case I mean the regular Saturday Dining Conspiracy group, as well as pretty much everyone else I know) were big fans of the original Gumbo’s on Bratton Lane, and followed them to the Gumbo’s in Round Rock, Yoli’s Jambalaya, and then Mama Roux, which we thought was a swell eatery. Actually, they were all fine places to eat.

I can’t wrap my mind around this. It looks like they may have had financial problems; I’m sure the economy and the Gulf oil spill hurt them some. But this? It doesn’t make sense. I know things like this aren’t supposed to, and I know we don’t know everything that was going on. But…

Commentary from Rob Balon. Commentary from Statesman restaurant reviewer Mike Sutter.

Edited to add: Lawrence, who was an even bigger fan of the Amr restaurants than I was, adds his commentary here.

Crankery.

Wednesday, February 16th, 2011

This doesn’t really count as “gun crankery”, though guns are somewhat involved.

This 37 Signals essay on the 1972 Chouinard Equipment catalog in turn led me to this NYT piece (from 2008, but I hadn’t seen it before) on George Herter, with particular concentration on his book, “Bull Cook and Authentic Historical Recipes and Practices“.

Every now and then a copy of Bull Cook shows up at Half-Price Books; so far, I’ve managed to snap up two (one for myself, one as a gift). Collins has it right about what makes the book so fascinating; you’re reading along, and you come to an assertion such as the Virgin Mary’s fondness for creamed spinach, and you say to yourself, “What?”. (Herter was not a big fan of sourcing his material.)

I haven’t been able to obtain any of his other books: I’ve never seen How To Live With a B—-h (though here’s a review of it from someone who found a copy), and the one copy I’ve seen of Herter’s safari guide was priced too high for my tastes. Bull Cook seems to be the easiest Herter book to find; if you run across a copy, I’d recommend picking it up.

(Field and Stream also published a longer history of Herter sometime back; if I can find a working link to their profile, I’ll add it here.)