A selection of photos I didn’t get to send to my Dad. He would have loved them. Nothing much I care to document digitally, but it’s mostly all I think about these days.
Recently, I’ve been thinking about an interview I had back in 2014. The interviewer asked me what enticed me about hospitality, and how I felt about the industry. At that time I barely had an acceptable answer (I was 24, utterly useless and caught off guard.) Six years later, I still think back on thatContinue reading “A Memory: Café Henrie”