November 16, 2020

Into the unknown.

I feel like we are about to walk off a cliff.  We’re falling, and I cannot see the bottom.  Will it be soft like a pillow?  Or will the ground be made of concrete and crush us upon impact?

Wednesday we will be closed to all dine in guests, and we will return to take out only.  I love you, but there is no reason for us to be open in the morning for take out.  We need to conserve what we can and try to survive the next unknown.  I need to look at things.  Take a deep breath.  And choose the impossible choices restaurants are dealing with.  I will have hours for the future tomorrow.  

I’m scared.  I was scared in March.  I’ve been scared every day since.  It’s the reality of life on earth.  I’m going to be scared for a long time.  Please go see Dina at Robaire’s, she needs your support.  Call John Hunter and help him out, he’s having a rough year.  My friend Jim, call take out from Summit Smokehouse.  Your local restaurants, we need you now.  It’s going to get hard fast, and we need you now.  All those times you needed us for a benefit, a donation, help with a catering or a free meal.  We need you now.  

I’m not alone in this.  We all are.  I’ll be here at the deli, working my ass off, writing daily so you know that you’re not alone in your feelings.  It’s okay to not be okay.  

It’s okay to not be okay.

Today’s lyric comes from a princess.

Where are you going? 

Don't leave me alone

How do I follow you

Into the unknown?