Yes...An Italian version of Chipotle! There is no one in the fast-casual Italian market. Come on, when you think of fast Italian food what comes to mind? Well one does, and it's the f-word in my book...Fazoli's. Yeah they suck, the garlicky, buttery, breadsticks is what keeps them alive. They suck and they have 400+ locations! So our food is incredible, about 1 to 2 dollars more and we opened our first one! So the potential is enormous. There are several other entrants in the marketplace and they are Pasta Pomodora (owned by Wendy's, but probably not for long the way things are going at Wendy's), Pasta Pranzo (recently acquired by a franchising company that plans to grow the concept nationwide, don't worry we have their growth strategy beat) and Pasta Bravo. Mind you all these concepts are mainly based in California. The only other entrant into the market is Pizza Hut Italian Bistro. Yeah they are trying to rebrand themselves, but it's not going to work. Everyone knows what Pizza Hut is, you can't make it more contemporary or bistroesque, it's impossible.
Then comes along Pesto. The highest quality ingredients and a menu dedicated to Authentic Italian cuisine. The design is sleek modern Milan-Italian, not old, overdone, Tuscan Kitchen Italian. One price fits all, $5.95 for made-to-order pizzas, pastas, salads, and sandwiches. Not to mention our extensive offering of Authentic, all-natural, Italian gelati! Yeah just those few sentences alone should strike fear in every fast-casual Italian restaurant owner in the country. Plus I'm only 22 years old to boot, so how are they going to compete with the publicity I can drive.
So I had this concept for an Italian version of Chipotle. In the beginning it was going to be pick your pasta, pick your sauce, pick your toppings. Yeah create your own, everyone likes it, but what is innovative about it? Nothing...but for almost two years this was what Pesto was going to be. Back then the original name was Grazie, Italian for Thank you. The interior was going to be old world Italian with the Pizza Pie in the sky, that's amore, crappy music playing. There was going to be original artwork by local artists everywhere. And the business plan I created with and use to raise half a million bucks still says all this to this day.
The biz plan took me months to compile and execute. For about six months I did nothing but research restaurants in the area and my competition. I wanted to see how other restaurants ran and learn why customers would go there. Mind you I had no restaurant experience so I had to learn everything. But at the time I did have business partners on my side. They were friends of a friend. They own a local deli in town and they were going to help me get this thing off the ground. And they did help. They gave me financial projections I could use and manipulate to project the numbers we could be running. And I wrote that business plan in about two weeks. I was supposed to go to Florida for spring break but i spent just about every waking moment of spring break at home busting out the biz plan. I would win $100k if I won the competition so of course I had to go for it. I busted my ass on that plan. In the end it ended up being 55 pages long! Ridiculous...way too long! My second one amounted to about 20 pages (it was for a cell phone company).
Well I lost the competition. A company called vertebration invented an implant for spinal cord injury patients, so a restaurant couldn't really compete with that! But my friends and family said hey it's a great idea, pursue it. So I did. I contacted a local developer, campus partners. I noticed there was a significant development going in at the southern end of campus and I knew that was where I needed to launch my new restaurant concept. I knew that not only would the location be great, but the project itself had been in the works for over 10 years. I knew I would get much more press here than anywhere else b/c of the anticipation for the project and more importantly b/c of my age. When all the paper work was signed and I had signed my life over for that ten year lease I was 22 years old and about to graduate from OSU, my target marketplace.
It worked, I've probably been in over 15 different publications in a relatively short period of time. That's all without trying. I haven't even attempted to contact the media. But that will change here soon...(I am wearing a smile of mischief). So I started talks with the landlord. I told them I had a restaurant concept that I thought would be a perfect fit for their new project. I shared my business plan with them and told them that I wanted to be a part of it. The conversations went on for quite awhile. I think all in all it took about 6 months to convince them that I would be the best fit for the Italian restaurant compenent of their tenant mix. It was a roller coaster ride. At first they said they weren't quite ready. Then they said they had another potential Italian concept that was well established and had quite a track record. Then the talks stopped all together for about three and a half months. They started right before summer break, were non-existent over the summer, and started back up in the fall.
Over the summer I was working an intership at Kohl's department stores. I don't know why but for some reason I applied for a management internship with Kohl's. I guess I wanted to see what it would be like had my parents been right and I ended up managing some retail store somewhere. And I absolutely hated it. That was the worst summer of my life. It was so boring, so frustrating, and it was working for someone else. I was making someone else rich. But I didn't even get the opportunity to use my mind. They spelled everything out for the employees...which I know understand being the owner. But I had the owner mentality. I wanted to try new and different things and do them a different way. I thought the way corporate demanded things was ridiculous. And that was it. That was my stint in the working world. It sucked and I'm never going back. I hated it...it's good to remind yourself of that sometimes. No matter how tough it gets, at the end of the day I only answer to myself, and well the bank, and my investors, and etc. But it's a hell of a lot better than someone called "corporate."
So that miserable summer ended and school started back up in the fall...