19/05/2022
Wandering Cooks is closed. For good.
Friends, family, customers and community.
Wandering Cooks, the project to which I have devoted myself for the last decade, is closed for good. It is time to accept that the market has made this decision an obvious, if not extremely difficult, one.
We were, at first, an idea about good food and how it might be innovated. Food trucks in an illegally bonfire-warmed carpark. Little kitchens for great food ideas to germinate and (hopefully) blosssom. A bar. Countless community events and gatherings. Ideas shared, both good and very crap.
Then, something called a lock down happened. The irreparable exodus of so many of our partners, and the effective end of what we'd long been. A year or so in the dark. Then, gently, a farmer's market, some coffee, then a little food of our own. Then a lot of food of our own. Then eviction from our home of 8 years. What the hell?
Then - bu**er it - a new home. A total rebuild and move. A full blown commercial kitchen serving up to hundreds a night. And then...growth, growth, growth...my God, this might actually work...!?
Alas. Borders open. New year, new world. A ghost town, again.
It's time.
I want to thank everyone in our community for supporting us. It has been a privilege to serve and share this experience with you.
When I look back, it is the people that fill my personal file with joy. My beautiful, generous, bright staff. Our varied, curious, eager kitchen partners. The regular customers and their company. The incredible, hard-working, valiant farmers and makers that have given us a reason to be proud of every product we're ever sold.
This week, my son pulled out the last of his baby teeth like a bath plug. His childhood was here.
In many ways, this business has never had a premise. It's been people.
And at the end of the day, none of the things that really matter is in any way diminished by our closing. We have each other, our friends, our families and our memories. Lonely people found each other. Children were born.
So I guess I don't really know what the question of Wandering Cooks was after all. But I reckon the answer turned out to be love.
Ange.
xoxo