Tracking the elusive pandemic restaurateur
An ear to the ground foretells the approach of thundering hoofbeats, and an eye to the email foretells the impending nervous breakdown.
An ear to the ground foretells the approach of thundering hoofbeats, and an eye to the email foretells the impending nervous breakdown.
Whew. RIght?
Gettin’ crackin’.
You people are the greatest.
It’s nothing, really.
Keeping busy. Maybe not with actual business, but busy just the same.
So much going on, but all of it delicious.
Don’t fret; there’ll be more. Soon.
No need to camp out, or even walk in.
Recovering, at least in some respects.