For the Women Who Wax
I wish I could do this story justice for you now, aloud, with great hand gestures and my own laughter to cover your embarrassment for me, alas you’ll just have to imagine that
I wish I could do this story justice for you now, aloud, with great hand gestures and my own laughter to cover your embarrassment for me, alas you’ll just have to imagine that
Mary hides in the unnecessary kitchen, in a bar that wouldn’t even have a kitchen if the law here didn’t require it.
Our skirts at The Peppermill were so short that we had to wear flash pants. It’s not a great outfit for a fist fight.
A half hour goes by. An hour. Two brandies, and now the guys in the kitchen are gone for sure, the snow is building up outside, and there’s the puff of his exhaust and his parking lights. I’m calling the police.
Sometimes, when your restaurant is in a basement, and the building is older than the State itself, sometimes the restaurant or the store or the street above you weeps, and the tears get all over you.
I’m often dazzled by clients. May I guide you through opening champagne through the lens of a particularly dazzling lunch?
Creating Happy People is the vision behind Bonanno Concepts. It is my personal and professional mission, and it’s given us laser focus, as a group, in training, in guest experience and follow up in every detail of how we approach business, right down to menu and venue design