The recurring moment of clarity

So, I am sitting in Jerseys/The Blue Chip on Saturday performing quality control (lunch) on the Mad Daddy sandwich that has my sauce. I never go in to see what other customers were ordering..... But i was close enough to them that I kept hearing the same thing. "Give me a Mad Daddy...." Or something of that nature. So I am eating, listening, and in the course of my lunch, say 30 minutes I hear 5 or 6 people comment on it. It being the sauce. It's those comments that keep me from giving up on this. Call it necessity, call it need. So I just approached a couple people that were eating it and simply thanked them for their support and gave them business cards. Is there a moral to this story, no. Well maybe, let me get back to you on that. I have often pondered the following statement. "How does one get rich? By taking other peoples money". Meanwhile, I have more sauce to make.