25 Years ago this week we did a crazy thing.
We opened a restaurant.
Now, what makes this a crazy thing is that neither one of us knew the first thing about running a restaurant.
It was just a dream.
I was an R.N. and my husband was a commercial fisherman, a lifelong waterman as it's known around here.
What we did know is that we liked to cook for people. See what I mean? Crazy!
We opened it in an area that everyone told us no one would come to, off the beaten path, out of the way in an old building that we spent the better part of a year renovating before opening.
Sitting here writing this, it feels like a lifetime ago.
Or even someone elses life.
Like a story that's been told so many times you start to feel like it's real and that you were a part of it but it's somewhat fuzzy.
I don't know where 25 years has gone but I do know this-
People did come find us-
We are blessed to have some of the best and most faithful customers on the planet-
People come from several states away to eat with us-
We have watched our children, our employees, our employees' children and now our grandchildren grow up as part of this business-
We have shared in our employees and customer's lives and the lives of their families, we don't take a single thing for granted and appreciate every day we are given and every customer that continues to grace our threshold-
Thank you and God Bless everyone who has helped to make the dream come true.
Crazy as it is