I think that my kids are still laughing after hearing me say the word toke. I guess they forget that I was a teenager once too. What the heck, mama still likes to have fun, you know? I’m referring of course to my vision for that incredible restaurant our realtor Jeff Vander Mollen took us to see. I thought it would be interesting to mix my husband’s Lebanese heritage into the restaurant by bringing in belly dancers and hookahs. Wasn’t that place beautiful? How easy it is to get caught up in a dream. However, we don’t live on Fantasy Island. For me, life is about balance. Although I wanted to jump right in, we have to remain realistic. Our family life would have to go through some big changes. I’m not sure that I’m ready for that to happen.
Boy, does my face tell all! If it seems I’m a little frustrated when Albert starts laughing at the suggestion of a restaurant…Well you’re right, I was, but not really with Albert. I knew he would think we were crazy. I was frustrated with Rich, because he’s the one that really wants a restaurant.
Going to see Albert at the Brownstone was a great idea. Rich and I value his opinion, and who better to give us advice about the restaurant business. Albert was completely honest with us while sharing his experiences over the years at the Brownstone. Albert put things into focus for us, and in the process he brought us back to planet earth. Thanks, Albert, we need to rethink this restaurant idea a bit more. Maybe there’s a way Rich and I can meet in the middle.
Like the song says, “It’s the happiest time of the year.” It is heartwarming to see that everyone is coming together, sharing and caring enough about one another to make things work. A time when all things are possible and dreams can come true.