is a popular branding trope in these parts. Last
week we ate King of Pizza, and
this morning I saw King of Concrete and King
of Sidewalks teaming up on Mifflin as I
walked to parking garage.
That was fitting, as I'd be mixing 900 pounds of Quikrete by hoe in a
wheelbarrow later. We got on site a few minutes
before 9, then I ran out to get some longer 4x4s
for a design update to the benches we're building.
When I got back, Hannah, Hoan, and Nola were back
at it, pitching in to help Sarah finish excavating
post holes in decidedly recalcitrant soil. Here
you see shovel, rotohammer, posthole digger, and
rock bar all simultaneously in play. With the
first eight (of 15) holes completed by lunch, I
spent the afternoon sticking posts and mixing
15 bags of concrete in a wheelbarrow while
30 seat supports with a borrowed saw,
doubling and tripling up the lumber
to speed things along--King of Cuts.