If I were to open up a restaurant...it would be small and modest. It would be open for all those craving a little home cooked food. The menu would change with the seasons based on available fresh produce. It would sit maybe 10 tables. It would hold an espresso bar. There would be four types of cookies: chocolate chip, oatmeal, sugar, and peanut butter.
Day dreaming about opening a restaurant wasn't something on the planned to do list. This one was plotted and word grown by my loving dear husband. We would toss around plans. Along with the fun one about packing up and living in Maui, Hawaii. It is just fun to pretend and to think about what if we had enough money. But there definitely could be a restaurant in our future as we become more financial stable. So join me on my journey to what it would take to open a restaurant with my husband. I love to plan and I love to budget and I love to cook... then all I need is the inner drive to make it happen in reality.
At the moment, I'll just pretend that my home kitchen is the cafe. It is a small, modest restaurant that feeds my family a home cooked meal.
