Month: September 2011

  • But What If I Don’t Know How…?!?!

    It’s not like I don’t know the hospitality realm. Hell, I grew up in it. At age 5, I coughed my way through clouds of smoke as I helped the bartender at my stepfather’s Southern California restaurant wipe down his bar surface. Six months later, when my stepfather moved us east to D.C. so he…

  • Ten Years Ago Today

    Sept. 10, noon Credit card purchases: Hecht Company, misc. clothing; Hallmark store, cards; Nordstrom, cosmetics. Sept. 10, 5 p.m. I dropped Mr. Restaurant Gal off at Dulles Airport for a flight to Sweden. This was a perfectly normal part of our lives, saying goodbye every few weeks as Mr. RG took yet another flight to…