Isn't it strange how life can change in such short notice? It has been 80 degrees here, in March, for the last four days. I've been enjoying the park and barbecues with friends but the cold will cometh back soon enough, like tomorrow. I have a new job at another cafe, it pays the bills. In a sudden surprise ending, the owner of my old second home/cafe tragically died on his first motorcycle ride of the year. He was 38.
I'm glad the last true kitchen crew (without him) could come together for one last night at the spot. It was nice to see all the old customers and his dancin' friends...there is even hope of a re-opening. I feel like I'm the only person who he shared his true vision of the cafe with, start to finish. I was there opening day and left 2 weeks before the one year anniversary, I wish things ended better between us. His death smacked me in the face and his life taught me a lesson that you should never tell. In good faith...
Even this place isn't safe any more, dear ol' blog. But we carry on.
I can honestly say that a month ago I had a pretty bad idea of who my friends were. I've gotten to know some people from work who are really awesome, the kind of awesome that knocks on your door at midnight wasted and jumps in bed with you. And I've been getting to know someone I never thought I'd like. This house was fun while it lasted....but people let you down, always.
Connor and I are moving into a 2 bdrm until the end of the year so we can keep the kittens and not have to burden his Dad with them (at least this is my number one reason). California is the goal by 2013! All the pieces are in place it's just time to buckle down and save. I still have a few things to see before we go. We're planning my 22nd birthday/2 year anniversary trip to Portland, Maine for a weekend! I'm gonna get me some LOBSTA.
I'm glad the last true kitchen crew (without him) could come together for one last night at the spot. It was nice to see all the old customers and his dancin' friends...there is even hope of a re-opening. I feel like I'm the only person who he shared his true vision of the cafe with, start to finish. I was there opening day and left 2 weeks before the one year anniversary, I wish things ended better between us. His death smacked me in the face and his life taught me a lesson that you should never tell. In good faith...
Even this place isn't safe any more, dear ol' blog. But we carry on.
I can honestly say that a month ago I had a pretty bad idea of who my friends were. I've gotten to know some people from work who are really awesome, the kind of awesome that knocks on your door at midnight wasted and jumps in bed with you. And I've been getting to know someone I never thought I'd like. This house was fun while it lasted....but people let you down, always.
