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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

The Catapult

"Much madness is divinest sense, to a discerning eye", and so begins a poem by Emily Dickinson in which she illustrates the fine line that exists between sanity and lunacy. Certainly many brilliant ideas initially sounded like the product of an unsound mind: antibiotics, flight, the inter-web, the entire family of Ronco devices. Bubba has an idea of his own that has led to an on-going debate between us over which side of the sanity line it falls. His idea? The Catapult.

The Catapult was originally conceived among Bubba's friends (ie, the Clann) in high school. The concept is a little blurry and changes over the years, but the basic gist is a Clann owned restaurant/hang out that would cater to the college crowd and serve specialty donuts and hot chocolate (preferably Steven's Gourmet Hot Cocoa). A catapult would in someway be central to this dining institution, whether by design (the building would be in a shape of a catapult), by function (customers would receive their order via catapult), or some other yet to be imagined way.

Bubba is especially fascinated with the concept of food service via catapult. When I have, quite sanely, pointed out that this method of food distribution would be disastrous, he's suggested that other creative methods could also be considered. Alternative solutions include, but are not limited to, service of food by conveyor belt or the implementation of tube-technology similar to that of drive-through banking.

To whom does the discerning eye belong? I have always claimed to possess it, arguing that establishing a restaurant based on a novel means of food distribution is doomed to fail. But the opening of an "automated" restaurant in Germany may force me to forgo my claim. The restaurant, called Bagger's, is described as "automated" because it doesn't employ any servers. Instead, customers order their meals on table-top touch screens. Their orders are then moved from the upstairs kitchen to their tables via gravity operated ramps. Below is a picture of the joint, and I have to say, it looks pretty cool.


Maybe Bubba was right. Maybe one day the Clann will run a successful hip hang-out. Then I'll not only have to eat food served via catapult, I'll have to eat my words, too.

6 comments:

Marci said...

I guess you could be grateful he has a dream!?! Danny is has plans for a sun dial formed golf course. So maybe it is a guy thing. Cute pictures of Henry! How did the skit go for enrichment? I have been meaning to call you...

Stacy & Mike said...

OH Kim, gotta love the Catapult dream...aye? As a wife of a Clann member I too had my doubts (who are we kidding I still do) but that is pretty cool. I thought they were going to serve appetizers and speciality drinks though. First step is to move to St. George. Where in the world did you find that dig in Germany? Can't wait to see you!

janel said...

If Bubba did open said restaurant, I assume he would work hard to ensure that no one received a wood chip in their specialty doughnut? Because I think most people aren't as easy going about that as he is. : )

Kim said...

Janel, I think you're right. Bubba is one of the few people I know who would just eat around a woodchip in a Krispy Kreme donut. Good memory, by the way :)

Heather said...

Hey Kim, I can't believe I found your blog. It is Heather Petersen. I was looking at Matt & Brekke Sjoblom's and somehow stubbled across your's. How is life? Your little boy is so stinkin' cute.

Sadie Joy said...

Kim
In Bora Bora we were served sushi on little plates floating along a man made moat. I guess you'd save on overhead expenses by flinging the food instead of old fashion waitressing. Good thing Bubba is in law, if something was to go terribly wrong (a pastry to the head for example) he can represent himself. Love you.