Its the type of place that doesnt really feel like a restaurant. You walk in whenever you want. Wearing whatever you want. And sit down without the prerequisite formality of most dining experiences. It's somewhere between the atmosphere of a diner or Waffle House and that of a high school cafeteria. Youre there to eat. Hang out. Share some good times with friends or family. And you leave with the feeling that youve gotten way too good of a deal. Both monetarily and in terms of the food experience. Your boss will love this place for a business lunch. Your mother-in-law from Cincinnati wants to eat there while visiting over the holidays (and that sounds better than having her cook). Your kids wont feel out of place. Your husband wont think its too fancy. Professionals in the restaurant industry will return to their own workplace and say it was all right, but not good enough to be that busy. Thats when you know youve succeeded. A little competitive smack talking is healthy in this industry.
Its my dream restaurant.
Although that imagery is very serious to me, Ive also come up with a few not-so-serious ideas through conversations in the walk-in, long plane flights, and bar stool shit-shooting.
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