We love eating at the Square.
When we walk in,
we are greeted by the hostess
.
Often this will be our new daughter-in-love,
Meagan looking beautiful and working
hard on her second job of the day.
Or it may be her sweet sister
who is taking her new job so serious
and doing a great job.
It may even be our own granddaughter
Becca looking all grown-up and lovely.
Where did the time go?
We see a busy busboy who slows down
from helping everyone in the building long enough
to give us a hug on his way to opening the door.
That would be our Riley with a new hairdo.
Carrie is fluttering around talking to all the folks,
making sure all is well. Where does she get that
energy after a full day at the studio.
Phillip is the man in charge of the front,
no job is too big or too small for him to do
. You can that he is in his element.
We walk past the beautiful tables that Drew
made out of hundred year old cotton carts
with the help of a talented neighbor.
Past the exposed brick walls.
Past the bar that is made out the
reclaimed wood from the same carts.
All the way to the back to our table.
The small table by the kitchen.
Some people think that this is the table
that you get when you have made the table host mad.
But we are just where we want to be.
In the middle of the action.
We can see into the kitchen at all of the
fascinating activities that is going on
to make the magic happen.
We watch the servers or runners
quickly walk into one door
and out the other with
lushes looking food, beautifully plated.
We can hear our youngest son
Drew call out the orders
that result in culinary delights
for all who visit the Square.
The staff is fast and efficient.
We have come to love all of them
and love seeing their smiling faces
when they speed by us
to serve this wonderful food.
We are so proud to see their dreams
coming alive before our eyes.
So, when you come to the Square,
and if you want to be
where all the action is,
we will be glad to share
the best seat in the house.
The table by the kitchen.
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