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Service
Cuts and Privatization of Services On The Horizon For the City of Greater
Sudbury Bill Cole, and his
wife, Diane, owners/operators of Time Out Catering, have held the contract
to run the canteens at the Valley East arenas for the past five years.
During that time, Bill and his staff of six have “raised the bar” with
respect to the quality of service found at arenas. The municipality
receives a guaranteed annual payment as part of the deal, but Bill is
satisfied with the business and is hoping to have his contract renewed for
another three years. His future will soon
be decided by the City of Greater Sudbury as councillors and
administrators try to find over $10 million in savings in order to balance
their budget for the year. Early estimates project that these savings are
needed just to maintain the status quo - a condition which many feel is
not acceptable in light of the fact that residents already feel
short-changed as a result of amalgamation and restructuring. City
administrators are tossing around terms such as “service cuts”,
“workforce reductions”, and “privatization of service delivery”,
while attempting to refrain from any reference to “property tax
increases”. Time Out Catering is
one small example of what “privatization” may hold for local
residents. With the exception of the two arenas in Valley East and a
couple of others in the district, all of the food service canteens have
been taken over by the City of Greater Sudbury with all of the revenue
going directly to the city coffers. Anyone who has a
chance to visit other arenas in the City of Greater Sudbury will
understand why many local residents are upset at the prospect of Valley
East losing the services of the Cole family in exchange for a city-run
replacement. Valley East is still one of the only places where you can get
a large cup of coffee for a buck, in a styrofoam cup which doesn’t burn
your hand! City-run arenas usually give you a thin paper cup and charge
you $1.25 for the something which resembles coffee. Virtually all other
prices at city-run arenas are approximately 25% higher than in Valley
East, and offer no where near the selection of products we have here. We
have one of the few places in the City where you can still get a good
order of french fries. The city-run canteens are operated by part-time
employees who earn their wages and go home. They are not operated by an
owner who is concerned about what customers are saying and who has
responded to their requests by expanding his product mix. When customers
have a concern or suggestion - Bill Cole listens because he is the owner.
Who is the owner at a city-run canteen? Who cares about the opinions of
customers? Valley East canteens
are always open during practices, figure skating and amazingly, at the end
of late night games. This writer still finds it unbelievable that city-run
canteens often shut down during the 3rd period of a late night
hockey game. Look at the lost business which is lost at the end of the
game when spectators want that last cup of coffee, and players are looking
for a pop and a chip for the ride home. Instead, the city-run canteens
operate on a policy which dictates when to open and close. It doesn’t
matter if there are a hundred people in the stands - when it is closing
time, the gate is shut. It doesn’t matter if parents must be in the
arena over a half hour before
game time, if the game is scheduled to begin at 5:30 p.m., the canteen
will open at 5:30 p.m. Bill Cole, as a businessman, remains open as long
as there is a demand for his services and a chance to do business. Earlier this past year
a midget team from North Bay played Valley East at Centennial Arena. At
the conclusion of the game Bill kept his canteen open so that the
out-of-town players could eat and get food for the long bus ride back to
North Bay. He was told by the North Bay players and coaching staff that
they had never seen such good service from an arena canteen. Bill Cole
closed up at 11:30 that evening. A city-run canteen would never have done
the same. So as councillors and
city administrators attempt to cut a massive $10 million from their
budget, let’s hope that they don’t simply terminate the provision of
some of the services we have come to expect. Let’s hope that they come
up with a way of turning those endangered services over to the private
sector. Bill Cole has shown that privatization in some areas is not really
a bad thing. Whatever happens, let’s certainly hope that city
administrators don’t get the idea that they can turn a profit in the
same manner and try to take over a good thing. All this means is that the
level of service will decline and we will have to listen to some $100,000
a year administrator and his secretarial staff complain about being
overworked because of the problems of operating the food concessions at
the arenas. We should all be paying a great deal of attention to what goes on during budget deliberations during the next several weeks. The decisions will have a tremendous impact on the future of the City of Greater Sudbury. “Tales From The
Kitchen” Everything was going
so well that day. The roast was in the oven, the table setting looked just
like something from a Martha Stewart special, and my new buttermilk
biscuits came out fantastic. After I placed the potatoes, vegetables and
gravy on the dining room table, I went into the living room and announced
to my husband, Don, and our special guests that dinner was served. Don had
just been given a very important job with a new company in town. Our
special guests were the two owners of the company and their wives. I was a
nervous wreck. Once everyone was seated and the wine poured into the
glasses, I went back into the kitchen to get the roast. It looked simply
beautiful on the platter as I rounded the corner into the dining room and
listened to the comments coming from the dinner guests. At that precise
moment, my toe caught on something in the carpet, tipped the platter
forward, and the roast went airborne onto the carpet. There was deathly
silence in the room. I was stunned and didn’t know what to do. What
happened in the next several seconds could only be described as one of
those turning points in a marriage which proves once and for all that you
and your husband can face any challenge in life. Without any hesitation,
or any sign of being embarrassed or flustered, Don got up out of his
chair, took the empty platter from my hands and lifted the roast back on
to it. He and I then went back into the kitchen. Without saying a word, he
took down a clean platter, dusted off the roast and basted it with more
juices from the roast pan. We then returned to the dining room where he
proudly placed the platter on the table and stated, “Thank God Jan
always cooks two roasts at a time. I guess the dog will have to eat the
other one.” Everyone had a good laugh and not another word was said
about my grand entry while we enjoyed the most roast dinner feast I have
ever had. By the way, the buttermilk biscuits were wonderful. |