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Originally Posted by Baz
There is a husband wife team that work there.
The wife is the "tandem" cook along with the owner.
Her husband takes orders, waits tables, and runs the register.
They have it down so everything runs smoothly.
I told the owner once he runs a tight ship! (which he does)
Getting back to the husband/wife. One day as I head out after picking up my take out order I see the husband by his car - and it's a bit of a beater with one broken window with plastic covering it. He had the hood up and was fiddling with the battery. I offered to help but he said he had it covered.
It really stuck with me. A lot of these folks aren't rolling in money. Many could be living paycheck to paycheck. None of us actually know of course and it's really none of our business, for the most part.
Having gotten to know that couple - they are decent hard working folks and I will continue to assist in my own small fashion.
That's the beauty of patronizing the small businesses though. Many of them become family....
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Reminds me of this little Chinese place we discovered on the outskirt of Chinatown. Husband and wife is the cook, and she's also the waitress along with a family friend who's a recently immigrated to this country about 8 -9 years ago. She lives in a small apt nearby with her disable husband and their young teenage son. He got his leg smashed in the Chinese army.
We try to make it a point to eat there once every month or two because I know they suffered during lock down. During that time, I was there once a week ordering takeout. Hey, that's how I got so fat!
This family friend made me cry just listening to her hardship and stories with her broken English. She was gone during the 3 Covid years and I am sure she had to dip into her savings. I make it a point to tip her 30-40 bucks (even for take outs) since our simple dinners are about 100 for the four of us. I tell ya, these smaller places really make me feel like home. Worst this is, the food is OK but not great.