The food trailer season has officially started… and not without chaos.

Our first event was an elementary school showcase. The weather wasn’t exactly ideal, and there were four other food trailers there for one small elementary school. So naturally my thinking was:

“Small event… what better way to work out the kinks?”

And work out the kinks we did. And then some.

The adventure actually started the day before when I made two batches of dough. One batch looked a little different, but I couldn’t figure out why. After school the next day, I went home to make dough balls and finally decided the only way to figure out the issue was to taste the dough.

Salt.

Or more accurately… the complete lack of salt.

One entire batch. Twenty-four pizzas worth.

Honestly, at that point all you can do is laugh and keep going. So I balled them up anyway and figured we probably wouldn’t even need them.

Trailer packed. Family loaded up. Off we went.

Initial setup actually went surprisingly smoothly… which should’ve been my first warning sign.

It all went downhill at lemonade.

I made the lemonade, proudly dumped it into the dispenser… and then realized I forgot to put the spout in first. So lemonade immediately started pouring everywhere.

Mishap #1.

Next came the tea.

The tea brewer has to be plugged directly into the generator or it trips the breaker, so we got everything situated, heated the machine, hit brew… and suddenly water was spraying everywhere because a hose had come loose.

At this point my mom was making an emergency trip to Lowe’s without knowing what size fitting we even needed, which went about as well as you’d expect.

No tea.

So we improvised with gallons from the store… which honestly turned out completely fine because we barely sold drinks anyway.

For a while it was looking very much like we had overprepared for a tiny event. We were standing around waiting for customers, so we decided to test the “accidentally unsalted” dough.

And somehow…

…it stretched better than the regular dough.

It worked easier.

And honestly?

It didn’t even taste bad.

Apparently mistakes sometimes have plot twists.

Then suddenly the crowd showed up all at once.

We ended up about eight pizzas behind, realized our sauce was still partially frozen, and our only heat source was basically the pizza ovens themselves.

At that point everyone just shifted into survival mode.

Kobe was running the window.
Addison was thawing sauce and making drinks.
Jeff was manning the ovens.
And I was building pizzas as fast as humanly possible.

And somehow… we sold out.

Completely sold out of pizza.

By the end of the night we were exhausted, slightly delirious, covered in flour, and somehow laughing through most of it.

And honestly? It turned out to be a great night.

The calmest person through all of it was probably Kobe… well, except for the moment someone casually walked up and stole a pizza. That tested his patience just a little.

So that was our official kickoff to food trailer season.

A little chaotic. A little exhausting. A lot of learning as we go.

Exactly how most good stories start.

Next stop… Memorial Day Parade! 🇺🇸🍕

With sourdough, pizza chaos & emergency Lowe’s runs 🍕☕
– Stacy