We have sauce!

After renting a truck so big that a normal SC drivers license should absolutely not allow us to drive it, we headed to Charleston to collect roughly 5,672 bottles of sauce (give or take a dozen or two). It was fun riding along I-26 at the same height as the 18-wheelers. And as an added bonus, we only almost dropped one of our pallets off the back of the truck, a mishap that would have cost us a quarter of our inventory and most likely one of our co-founders, who would have been crushed (both figuratively and quite literally) by the incident.

But all ended well. So we watched Glengarry Glenn Ross about 5 times and now we sell...

Patrick Rogers