The Cowboy & The Rose Catering St. Regis Grand Jct
  
   
 
  Well faithful readers this would be home for the next six hours: Knife 
  bag at the ready!
  
   
 
  
  Catering is about performing in any venue. And this would prove a 
  challenge! Oh sure the picture looks good now, but this is after three 
  days work, cleaning and bringing the physical plant back to life. The 
  historic St. Regis hotel, many have walked her halls and drank at her 
  bar. She was one of the majestic hotels of her time, hosting overnight 
  guests passing through on rail and carriage. If her walls could talk she 
  would talk of Billy the Kid, of the Hole in the Wall Gang, she would 
  talk of past Presidents on Whistle Stops. Oh if you could listen to the 
  secrets her walls could tell!
  
  But as we find her she has sat derelict for better than 16 months. The 
  owner gives us a tour and it looks tough, she has roof tiles dropped 
  from a water leak. She has dirt and clutter everywhere. And her kitchen 
  has not seen sanitizer for a long long time.
  
  But we shall take this wart of a building and restore her, abate for one 
  night, to host a glorious party for one of our local service clubs. She 
  shall once again have dishes passing through the dish pit.
  
  
  
  
  We shall breath life into the place again and she shall be a exquisite 
  host. First up the menu, so we are going standard fare, prime rib, 
  salmon, chef cut veggies, wild rice, twice baked taters, and various 
  desserts.
  
  First to breath life into the place the physical plant must be started. 
  As caterers you get used to figuring out how to fire up a building. 
  Where are the boilers? Hot water heaters? in the cellars I go matches in 
  hand. With both hot water tanks running and the boiler up pumping heat 
  through her veins again the cold abandon smell of stale must begins to 
  leave the rooms as warm air courses through her vast spaces once again.
  
  To set the place The Cowboy and The Rose decoration team moves in, old 
  glasses, a non working watch, a couple of forgotten packages of sugar, 
  all must go, and when it starts to come together you can see we will 
  once again bring this lady to life and it will be great!
  
   
 
  
  The room takes on a new look, a look that she may have had in the late 
  1800s when the well to do roamed her vast spaces and discussed the 
  building of the State's first million dollar highway! And those 
  discussion invariably happened with the elixir of deals, alcohol, her bar 
  was in need of cleaning and display modifications.
  
   
 
  
  And polished she would respond, she would reveal herself in a way that 
  only an elegant lady could do, slowly she would begin to look like her 
  grand old self
  
  
  
  Her first barkeep in a while and it would happen her first customer 
  would be our FOH manager Russ. Yes she seemed to like having someone 
  leaning up against her fine mahogany again. She was responding well to 
  the attention.
  
   
 
  
  She would reveal her bad side as well, on the line the pilot would go 
  out twice on the convection oven as she teased me into having to watch 
  her closely lest she not perform. If that is all she needed to produce 
  then she would be handled with care for the event must go on!
  
  
  
  
  As she started to host the first hors d'oeuvres on the mahogany from so 
  many years ago, she began to relax and realize this is what she was made 
  for, this was her thing. And she knew she was damn good at doing her 
  thing.
  
  
  
  
  In the days of yesteryear she hosted lots of eye candy, why should today 
  be any different. As they neared the witching hour that would see the 
  paying guests arrive the bar becomes a gathering place. So comfortable 
  to all who know her ways, easy to sit, lean or stand and discuss the 
  plan for the evenings event!
  
  
  
  
  She is ready now, ready to perform her dance once again. She knows the 
  steps and can follow without thinking of the dance! She is still giving 
  fits to us in the BOH as the pilots drop out again and the Vulcan says 
  350 but is really sitting at 225F. To 450 with the Vulcan almost as soon 
  as I turn the thermostat up she spits and with a puff her 125K btu 
  burner kick back to full burn. Twiced bakes in the oven, salmon in the 
  oven, veggies and rice done at the main kitchen and cambro'd. Yes this 
  old lady would pull through for us and in style!
  
   
 
  
  As the guests pour in, she is happy once again. She will still pull the 
  prank as her thermostat sticks and many guest find themselves on an 
  unwanted tropical vacation. Knock down the boiler and open a few doors 
  and the heat leaves.
  
   
 
  
  Yes she is a wonrous host and the revellers will party into the night 
  with us cleaning up as fast a possible in the BOH.
  
  It was hard to believe that two days ago she had ceiling tiles laying on 
  her floors and no life at all, he11 is was hard to believe that three 
  hours ago she had no one, just an elegant lady dressed for the date, by 
  a catering crew that just can not say NO it will not work!
  
  
  
  She may lay dormant again for a long time, but we will remember as will 
  her guests the night this elegant lady came to life and played host to a 
  spectacular party, a party that would see her host 155 people in style, 
  a party that would reveal what is hidden in many places that are old and 
  forgotten. Elegance, history and the ability to function! Yes we gave 
  her a prom dress that night and she wore it well!!!
  
   
 
  
  And she wore it well my friends!
  
   
 
  
  I love this job!
  
  Til we talk again
  Chef Bob Ballantyne
  The Cowboy and The Rose Catering
  Grand Junction, Colorado 
 
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