White on white
My first year at Clover I remember scrubbing the sandwich stations at night, my soap turning to ice on contact, having to boil water and carry it from a loading dock onto the truck just to clean, and thinking “What is this job I have gotten myself into?” But also feeling strangely lucky to have landed in a very cold, very adventurous situation, totally unlike anything I would have expected my life to look like.
Which is why last year’s warm winter felt sort of depressing. And why I’m really happy we had some snowy days this winter. Doesn’t the truck look awesome in the snow?
I think we have one more snowstorm in our future. We’ll be out there!