The night before the "practice run" dinner, to which 60 guests had been invited, there were crates of equipment unopened and inventory stacked in the corners. One new employee, unfamiliar with the resolve of the man with the big hammer, dared to suggest that they delay the opening. Hanging from a ladder, 20 ft. in the air, with one hand on an 8 ft. long Tom Panei original, the other hand holding the big hammer, he exclaimed, "We're opening tomorrow!!! Anyone that doesn't believe me can get out!" He worked on into the night, long after everyone else had gone home.
The fact is, he never did go home - until it was all finished.
The next night, on the Eve of Columbus Day, the year of our Lord, 2000, the man with the big hammer stood on the balcony, gazing down upon the 60 guests, at their candle lit tables. The new staff was hurrying about serving steaming plates of delicious food and creative cold libations. He smiled to himself, put down his big hammer, and savored his first beer.
The Brick House, a new independent restaurant, had been borne. |
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