Darkoshi

Q and I went out to eat yesterday at a Mediterranean-cuisine restaurant. We were looking for a different restaurant, but as we didn't find it, we chose to go to this one. It appeared to be very new. The food was good, and the ambiance was very nice. The walls looked to have been recently painted - a warm orange on top and red on the bottom, with nice metal decorations artfully placed. The white napkins were folded into tall columns at every plate. Nice music was playing.

But Q and I were the only patrons there, during the whole time we were there. And this was on a Friday evening, in a crowded shopping area. Other restaurants we had driven by appeared to be packed. When Q joked to the waiter, as he often does, about our bill and whether the chef was paying for our meal today, the waiter responded about how, with business like it was, they needed every dollar.

It makes me so sad thinking about it... someone put a lot of effort into opening a nice restaurant, and probably had high hopes of it being a success, and it's really a nice place, but ... this. Hardly any customers. They will probably go out of business. It makes me want to cry, except I know it's a silly thing to cry about. That is just how things are. Some ventures succeed and some fail.