People - situation critical. Grazing tables are dying. They are being suffocated by excess jatz crackers and prosciutto crammed into every. single. inch. of the tablescape. They flood our news feed, they’ve lulled us into un-wowable coma. They keep turning up at our events like that awkward ex we try to avoid and yet, we resign ourselves to slipping back into bad habits, engaging for old times sake. Munching on yet another wafer laden with Woolies three olives dip. And what’s with orange ring covered hams? Come on. It doesn’t have to be this way.
We love grazing tables. And we know you do. It’s about time we gave them a big kick up the clacker and reinvented the wheel (of cheese - ha get it - yeah food pun)
"Everything changes. Everything on this earth is in a continuous state of evolving, refining, improving, adapting, enhancing…changing. You were not put on this earth to remain stagnant.” ― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
Amen Steve Maraboli, amen. Hands up who’s sick of the ‘Oooh - I’ve just come back from Europe and look at my table, it’s so 'french market place, look at my torn baguette'. Yeah, I know, we’ve done it too. Guilty.
Full disclosure: we’re sick of our tables too. Wood styling is out. Dan’s gone nuts. We’re pretty sure he used the last of our wooden styling equipment to light the barbecue smoker yesterday.
Time to name and shame guys. If you find yourself eating your fourth cheese cube with a toothpick and biting into something that clearly came from the Coles freezer section, hit us up. #makegrazingtablesgreatagain
photo credits (featured grazing table image): Wes Nel