My Dream To Own My Own Restaurant
Wednesday, May 14, 2008 by Michael
I had a day off yesterday. I enjoyed some really delicious dishes with my parents. My father's a good cook too. I knew I was good at cooking, but, I remember when I was a kid, Dad was always the first one to step into the kitchen. He is good at it. We enjoyed Dance Like a Chicken Day (May 14th) very much. Well, the entire day was really refreshing... at least I didn't have to go out to the hospital yesterday. Rachel's mom is quite well now. Rachel's now free from stress, too.
I called Christy and invited her to lunch yesterday. I figured she wouldn't come because she was tired, but she turned up. "What are ya planning to do now?" Dad asked me. "Oh I want to have a nap." Christine suddenly stared at me... as if I had said something that wasn't expected. Naturally, Dad rolled with laughter. He'd wanted me to share my plans for the future. I shared my dream with Dad about owning my own restaurant. Christine was so keenly eager to listen to that! I knew that it might sound a bit too fancy for a Texan guy like me, but I had to share my thoughts. I work as a Staff Supervisor in a restaurant here at Miami, but I couldn't resist my temptation to talk about my plan and that, too, before Christy. I'm learning about wines and how to run a big restaurant with a reputation to keep. I'm researching on what people are looking for and what to offer to them to make them keep coming back. I told dad that I want to own my own restaurant... maybe a chain across America, especially near the beaches.
Christy seemed so excited. "And have you decided on a name... Mike?" She asked me. I haven't yet but a lots are floating around in my mind, for instance "Mike's", just like "Azule's Cuisine". Visit again... it's just a small part of my total project plan!
I called Christy and invited her to lunch yesterday. I figured she wouldn't come because she was tired, but she turned up. "What are ya planning to do now?" Dad asked me. "Oh I want to have a nap." Christine suddenly stared at me... as if I had said something that wasn't expected. Naturally, Dad rolled with laughter. He'd wanted me to share my plans for the future. I shared my dream with Dad about owning my own restaurant. Christine was so keenly eager to listen to that! I knew that it might sound a bit too fancy for a Texan guy like me, but I had to share my thoughts. I work as a Staff Supervisor in a restaurant here at Miami, but I couldn't resist my temptation to talk about my plan and that, too, before Christy. I'm learning about wines and how to run a big restaurant with a reputation to keep. I'm researching on what people are looking for and what to offer to them to make them keep coming back. I told dad that I want to own my own restaurant... maybe a chain across America, especially near the beaches.
Christy seemed so excited. "And have you decided on a name... Mike?" She asked me. I haven't yet but a lots are floating around in my mind, for instance "Mike's", just like "Azule's Cuisine". Visit again... it's just a small part of my total project plan!