At the end of November when we decided to investigate opening a restaurant we didn’t presume anything much would happen for 6 months at least.
In barely a month of research, we have found a venue, taken a builder through, met with accountants, lawyers, brokers, designers and purveyors, written and rewritten a business plan and tried to locate the funds necessary to open the thing in the first place.
In between this I’ve had a couple of gigs, Q turned 1, we celebrated US thanksgiving, had a quick work trip to Melbourne and apparently it is Christmas this weekend.
Yesterday I wished someone a happy Easter.
Gregory turned to me the other day and said; ‘do you think things are moving a bit fast?’
And I replied ‘what? Like how we met and decided to get married within months, then flipped a coin and decided to leave NYC and move to LA, then road tripped across the US and ended up in Australia, then discussed the possibility of falling pregnant and discovered we’d be parents 9 months later. And now that human is one and we've decided to open a restaurant? Fast like the last few years have been? I don’t know what you’re talking about.’
My saving grace is that Australians are inherently lazy and even thought it has been a total shite summer as far as weather is concerned, every person we’re dealing with from the landlord to the lawyer has loudly declared they won’t be doing much between now and say, oh, the middle of January.
Fine by me.
Happy Easter everyone.
See you on the flip side.