I got this email from the girl who bought 3 lbs of brisket and 3 lbs of pulled pork. This was my first by the lb order.
Subject: Cat Sass
"Oh my God. The brisket cut like fillet Mignon, no knife needed. They ate and ate and ate. Oh, what a good decision that was. Thank you so much. We wish you could have come over and joined us."
This thrilled me to the core. I was so worried when I dropped off the meat. The warming, prepping and saucing (or lack of saucing) was out of my control. I felt like a dad sending his son off to first grade.
I was almost sick with anticipation awaiting feedback. For some reason I just knew something would go wrong for her dinner party. When I read her email I was on cloud 9!!