A New Hope
Since I was a pre-teen I have had an agreement with my mom. She worries incessantly about everything and I attempt to either foster that worry or convince her of impending senility. She used to keep a running grocery list on the refrigerator for weekly shopping trips. I practiced and could soon mimic one word of her handwriting, adding "eggs" to the list each week.
"Why do I have four dozen eggs?"
My mom reads this blog and has appointed herself chief grammar Nazi, combing sentence structures to find tiny mistakes that would make Jack Lynch smile. I guess it is only fitting that the intentional grammar bomb in my last post ("Our son, Graham, and me...") would end up getting propagated throughout the ether. An email with the subject line "Arrrgghh!" appeared in my inbox and I smiled because it was not the content of the post that caused the consternation. Satisfaction was fleeting as I read that this, of all posts, got forwarded to the D Magazine and Dallas Morning News blogs.
We want to thank everyone for the kind words and making the trip to the downtown Dallas farmer's market on Saturday. We had a great weekend and Fran plans on being there each Saturday and Sunday. The kitchen hours will remain the same. Hopefully we can build momentum from last Thursday's low point when we were ready to throw in the towel. I am writing a new business plan centered around finding a larger location; ideally in the same vicinity. We want to make sure anyone who bikes or walks to us now can continue to do so.
Fran says: "Thanks so much for buying peppers and chili this weekend. Continue buying peppers and chili."
"Why do I have four dozen eggs?"
My mom reads this blog and has appointed herself chief grammar Nazi, combing sentence structures to find tiny mistakes that would make Jack Lynch smile. I guess it is only fitting that the intentional grammar bomb in my last post ("Our son, Graham, and me...") would end up getting propagated throughout the ether. An email with the subject line "Arrrgghh!" appeared in my inbox and I smiled because it was not the content of the post that caused the consternation. Satisfaction was fleeting as I read that this, of all posts, got forwarded to the D Magazine and Dallas Morning News blogs.
We want to thank everyone for the kind words and making the trip to the downtown Dallas farmer's market on Saturday. We had a great weekend and Fran plans on being there each Saturday and Sunday. The kitchen hours will remain the same. Hopefully we can build momentum from last Thursday's low point when we were ready to throw in the towel. I am writing a new business plan centered around finding a larger location; ideally in the same vicinity. We want to make sure anyone who bikes or walks to us now can continue to do so.
Fran says: "Thanks so much for buying peppers and chili this weekend. Continue buying peppers and chili."
posted by Randal at
8:38 AM
4 Comments:
Hey Randal,
Not sure what your rent price range is, but the Marble Slab Creamery at Abrams and Mockingbird has closed. It's just about the right size for you guys to set up with interior seating plus it has the outdoor patio there too.
Just sayin'
Jim R.
There's a cute building in the 2800 block of Live Oak, with a for lease sign in one of the windows.
Good luck guys. Stay strong and don't let go of the dream.
Thanks for the words of encouragement and the location suggestions. We are currently talking with various people concerning SBA loans and are looking at all locations. If you notice any other places for rent please let me know.
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