First, I would like to ask that if you are stretched for time and are looking for a venue for your wedding, please skip this and visit the venues page of this blog or contact me directly as I love to hear about your wedding plans; it is my passion. This here is a story about kismet and vision and faith and friendship. But it is mostly about my friend Patti and her beans. And her passion of making beans and her dream of selling them.
Patti and I have been friends since we were fifteen. A long time. We have done many things and have had some wonderful adventures. But a few weeks back, at the Hopkinton Fair, one of the most profound adventures unfolded for me. And for Patti too, although in the thick of things I don’t think she was aware of it.
See, we were at the fair selling her beans from Breakwind Farm. She makes four different varieties: “Outstanding Original”, “Texas Tornado,” “Jumping Jalapeno” and “Summer Breeze”. Patti has only been in business for three months. Her idea came to her this past winter when she was out of work recovering from shoulder surgery.
Winter nights over glasses of wine with her husband Rick and any friends who were willing to participate resulted in the creation of many slogans. The name Breakwind Farm speaks for itself. The slogan “Fartootempting” quickly followed. “Field of Beans” was mine.
Patti began selling her beans at a local farmer’s market this summer and quickly had followers. An offer to sell at the Hopkinton Fair was too good to refuse. Patti took the last of her vacation time from her day job and made close to thirty quarts of beans every day for a week. Rick made a trailer to serve the beans in the same time frame.
“Make them and they will come” and they did. For four days over Labor Day weekend, Patti and whomever she could recruit to work for a free t-shirt and all the beans you could eat, sold her beans. I arrived at the fair and could see their sign for miles. As I came up on to the stand, Patti was busy explaining her different varieties to a good sized crowd. For the rest of the day we worked together selling her beans. When passersby had the time to listen I couldn’t help but exclaim: “ She and I have been friends since we were freshmen in high school!”. Flashes of our teenage shenanigans went through my mind. Patti’s sister Kathy showed up and the three of us worked together to greet the customers and pack the beans. I had a blast. So funny to think that we were doing this together-who would have thunk.
In the past two weeks Breakwind Farm has had invitations to sell their product at the Deerfield Fair, the New Hampshire Hunting and Fishing Expo and the Cowcello Organic Groovefest.
You never know. If Patti hadn’t met Rick and fell in love and married and moved to his farm her business would never have happened.
So that is the story. Of friendship and love and passion and commitment. Maybe this is a wedding story after all.