Read the directions....even if you don't follow them
I heard this song for the first time when I was in high school. Since then I continuously come across different lines from this song on...
My father was only 14 when he came to this country from Greece. True to form, he worked in the restaurant business for many years, hoping to one day open his own establishment. Eventually, he fulfilled his dream when he opened a small restaurant in Central, NJ. When I was 14 years old –note the symmetry here– I began waitressing there, after school and on weekends. Little did I know that I’d still be there, 14 years later. But here I am, and I am embracing it—one day at a time.
I started this blog to share my experiences, rants, insights, lessons, and journey in life, all tying back to the diner. Enjoy! :)