Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Week 3 The New York City Wine and Food Festival

                            "You are never too old to set another goal or dream a new dream."  C.S. Lewis


My first B&B
Current B&B
When I lived in England, another life time ago, I often joked that I felt like a B&B owner with the visitors that came to visit.  I loved it.  This past week I felt the same with my DF’s visit and then my Ladies.  Loved it all over againCurrent
After recouping I went to Philosophy Class on Thursday evening, and really missed my familiar faces!  Also missed my Friday morning routine , but it was for a good cause.  I volunteered at the New York City Wine & Food Festival Friday through Sunday.  The experience could be a book unto itself.  It was awesome.
We’ve all  heard about the dream about escaping life, joining the circus, and becoming a “carnie”?  Well, I think I may join the Festival, and become a “Festie”.  (We never truly lose our roots, I am from Milton after all.  I had an Estate Sale, not a Yard sale, remember?!).  There are so many worlds out there.  And, I’m finding there’s a Festival World.  When I volunteered at Rooftop Films this summer, I met wonderful People who follow Film Festivals and freelance at them.  I discovered the same thing this weekend.  And, I’m liking all of these People that I’m meeting.  The fact that most are much younger, like my ladies, may have a lot to do with it.  Or, perhaps, I like the fact that they have found their passion at an early age, and are living it?”
I discovered the NYCWFF last year, and was scheduled to volunteer but had to back out.  This year, since I knew I’d be living here!, I made sure to apply early.  The beneficiaries of this event are the NYC Food Bank and Share Our Strength.  It so happens a good Friend’s Niece is the Director of NYC’s Share Our Strength.  I had the pleasure of sharing dinner with her last winter, so I reached out to her.  Through her recommendation, a phone interview, and luck,  scored an Event Lead position, a manager of sorts.  My first assignment was in the hospitality suite at the Hudson Hotel.  I was thrilled.  Then I connected with the manager of the suite who kindly said she didn’t need me.  A bit of shuffling ensued, and I was given a position at the Grand Tasting at Pier 94 on the Hudson River.  Sweet.  I had visions of celebrity sightings, great food, perhaps wine at the end of the shift..
On the roof where some events were held
 Arriving Friday morning excited and ready to work I was met with the “wait”.  One of the interesting, frustrating, patience-learning things I’ve discovered in the last few years with almost all of the volunteering I’ve done is the wait.   Then, you may work non-stop.  And, the change of plans and directions, constantly.   Myself and another young took an assignment to manage a team.  Then, just as we were getting our “groove” down another awesome Lady (AAL), not even sure what her title is, came along as I was running around and asked if I’d go outside to Registration.  ?  I was gonna have to leave the scene?..  OMG, I loved what I did for the rest of the weekend.   
Also on the Roof
              I found B in charge of registration for this whole event who immediately told me I’d be his for the whole event..(But,  I wanted to be part of the in-crowd inside the main event).  Again, now I respect and admire he and my other two “Bosses” immensely and am delighted I got to know them a bit over the weekend, no time to really delve into life, but enough to get great snippets. 

As I said, I could write a book just on three days…so, I will bullet some thoughts:
·         I love People/I hate People:  It is not cheap to attend the NYCWFF.  It is a great cause as 100% of the proceeds go to the NYC Food Bank and Share Our Strength.

Registration is like the cattle call feeling of the Disney lines..snaking barricades..People don’t read, don’t listen and then get ”annoyed” because they are very busy and important.

I love the People I worked with..it took a day and a half before we “Leaders” got our groove on well..The Boss I who I worked closest with, A, had me pegged perfectly by that time ( if I were younger, and interested in a relationship..).  B and J are amazing.  The support Volunteers were wonderful, and when one of the younger ones called me Mama Kathy Sunday afternoon, my heart sang.

·         Most of the Guests were friendly , fun, and excited.  Sylvester Stallone came right by me.   I didn’t even see him, and then realized that I didn’t care.  Same with Joe Namath.  I did get to sneak away for a bit, actually, A ordered me to, and I started to walk around the food hall..too crazy and crowded..I went over to listen to Rachel Ray for a bit instead.

Entertaining the restless natives..God Bless them
·         Then there were the VIPs (in their minds, anyway..actually PIAs)..We had to hold the line for about 20 minutes on Saturday, the busiest day.  I had a name tag on..so People asked lots of ?s of me (Remember, I had a walkie talkie).  Needless to say, during holdups in waiting times I wasn’t given much love or respect.  One guy finally told me he wasn’t interested in hearing any more of the same s.. from me; just get him in.  (Thank God I had shut him off by then.  One of my Wonderful Workers told me later and was impressed that I didn’t lose it..)     When we were finally able to open the gates again, a lady came and asked me if she’d get some $ back for the time she had to wait.  I smiled! and said  “All of your $ goes to the kids in this City who are hungry.  Have a great, fun, day.”  I then turned around and said something not very nice. 
Seen while walong home..always wondered where those carraiges slept
Sunday morning, the 11 years I worked in Southie came boiling forward toward a Blond B..I truly had to bite my tongue as she wouldn’t let up.  I admit I went back in for more 2 or 3 rounds.  I wanted to pull her hair and smudge her makeup, I really did.  I have never in my life been in a cat fight.  At that mornings briefing we giggled about the story of a drunk Lady pulling someone’s hair in the Ladies Room..I had not had a drop to drink,,,I am so proud of myself..I stood back..and cooled down..

Sunday afternoon is when I wanted to start slapping a very round man and his crew as they were beating up some of my “Kids”.  I didn’t .  All weekend I learned so much by watching A react well, and kill people with kindness.  I’ve been doing that for almost 40 years with my Patients, but when you start with my Young’uns, the Mama Bear comes roaring out…

·         At one point after some crisis time, some Lady came onto the walkie talkie and asked me to please learn the lingo as I was confusing the h..out of Everyone.  At Saturday morning’s briefing, we Event Leads were given a list of lingo terms to use by AAL as obviously during Friday night’s de-brief it was discussed.  I tried to study it quickly whenever I could, but once you started “live” there was not much time to study.  Well, when that call came through, if you know me at all, you can imagine what I wanted to do with my walkie-talkie.  Thank God I had no idea who the Lady was.  AAL came to my side almost immediately and gave me a crash course.  God love you!

Denise and Bobby Flay
·         Each Evening when I was done I was allowed to pop into the Foo-Foo events.  Friday night was Rachel Ray’s Burger Bash.  Saturday night Bobby Flay hosted Tequila and Tacos, and Sunday night was Le Sagra.  Honestly, by then, I was too tired, especially to fight the crowds.  I grabbed something from the shortest lines to feed my belly, and yes, I had some wine and one margartia (a no-no technically as a volunteer..but I definitely didn’t abuse it, not this time!)

My New York Bosses and me with my walkie talkie
·         One of my favorite moments was when I was giving my “speech’ to our final group of volunteers on Sunday afternoon, and as I looked around meeting the faces, smiling back at me was a very familiar one.   A, my “Boss’ from Rooftop Films, and one of my favorites from my summer with them.  I was now her “boss”!   She and I enjoyed poking around La Sagra together .
Also seen while walking home
·         My only regret is that I didn’t get to chat much with my fellow Event Leads as I was outside and they were inside.  But we caught up, giggled, and rehashed some of the craziness, again in snippets, when we did see each ,  other..  I have their emails, hopefully we can connect and have a reunion.  More new friends?!
Accepted Offer!
In my personal behind the scenes, was some very intense, emotional house selling drama and trauma.  I must, and will, accept some of the blame for that.  But, the end result is that I have accepted an offer for my little home!  As I sat listening to music with my neighbors at Sojourn last night, I was flooded by tears..I guess now I will start the mourning of that loss.  But, it’s a very bittersweet one, and enables me to enjoy my short Sabbatical with that load off my shoulders.  I am blessed.

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