What would life have been like...?
Around 12 years ago or so, I drew up plans to open a restaurant in Manhattan. I still believe it would have been a great success! As we approached the closing, our first investor pulled out; then, spooked, the other investors all pulled out. Till it was just me. I folded my metaphorical tent and gave up.
In my dreams, I still see it. I know what the place would have looked like. I know how the food would have tasted.
Some of my bios online still describe me as a novelist and restaurateur. (Among the notable accomplishments of that time, I learned to spell restaurateur. It is counter-intuitive.)
In that other universe, where I opened my restaurant, I think I would have had years and years of great food, fun, music, followed by horrible panic in 2020.
It would still have been worth it, I think.
In my dreams, I still see it. I know what the place would have looked like. I know how the food would have tasted.
Some of my bios online still describe me as a novelist and restaurateur. (Among the notable accomplishments of that time, I learned to spell restaurateur. It is counter-intuitive.)
In that other universe, where I opened my restaurant, I think I would have had years and years of great food, fun, music, followed by horrible panic in 2020.
It would still have been worth it, I think.
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Nov 07, 2022 06:47AM
How strange to read this post. I could have written it myself, down to the part about learning how to spell restaurateur. Full disclosure—I just spelled it incorrectly. Thank god for auto-spell-correct. But I did know how to spell it once, when I was one of those nouns, and my husband and I had opened a restaurant first in Montauk, NY (2010), and then another in NYC (2013). And yes, it became exactly what we thought it should look like—it was beautiful (note the past tense), and the food was delicious. There was fun! And music! And (here's the difference) a successful author reading! And then 2020... while not a horrible panic, an inevitable end. Sad, but the closing and quarantine left me time: to write—I had several stories published—and to revise—my novel manuscript, which I believe is now in a lean, entertaining, publishable state. Still, the restaurant part was worth it. Absolutely.
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Thanks for the comment! Maybe I ate there once....
