Black Tuesday. \u00a0You may not remember it, but it will live in infamy amongst the alumni of Liquid Lunch class of \u201904. Fred and I were young parents at the time and we couldn\u2019t afford childcare, so he had Tuesdays off to watch our boys. \u00a0We had only been open about 3 weeks and we were getting into the swing of running a luncheonette. \u00a0It was my job to run the kitchen when Fred was gone and I thought it wouldn\u2019t be too bad. \u00a0I could hold my own with a knife. At first, it was pretty chill- I was prepping for the day and my cousin Antionette took a few phone calls for specials and such. All of a sudden, the phones started ringing and they wouldn\u2019t stop. \u00a0People started streaming through the door for lunch and very quickly we found ourselves in the proverbial weeds. \u00a0Tickets stacked up, deliveries became later and later, angry mobs stormed the castle walls\u2026ok my recollection has become a tad epic. \u00a0The point is, we were slammed! \u00a0I was making 7 layer salads, sobbing and cutting, cutting and sobbing. \u00a0I thought \u201cWhat am I doing?? How could I possibly think that I could do this? \u00a0I could get a job at Starbucks and be just fine. \u00a0I can\u2019t. \u00a0I can\u2019t. \u00a0I just can\u2019t. \u201c But really, what was I going to do? \u00a0Drop the knife like a mic and walk out the door? \u00a0As easy as it would be to give up, I took a deep breath, looked at my next ticket and just made it. \u00a0Then the next one. \u00a0And the next. One at a time. Before we knew it, lunch was over and everything returned to its semi-normal state. \u00a0There was a lot of clean up and a couple of apology phone calls which needed to be made, but we had gotten through it together. We as a fledgling restaurant learned a lot from that day. \u00a0We implemented a set delivery schedule, hired kitchen staff who could handle a knife better than me and prepared ourselves earlier in the day for the rush among other things. \u00a0We had become better at what we do through experiencing how badly things can go wrong. Black Tuesday serves as a reminder to me that no matter how bad a situation seems, it is temporary and will pass. \u00a0If you are lucky, you might even learn something useful and improve from it. \u00a0After 12 years of being in this business, I still have \u201cthose days\u201d. \u00a0But I try to get through them as gracefully as possible and take the lessons in stride. \u00a0It is, after all, what I have chosen to do!