Family Owned

I like to find the small cafes, the family owned places that are unique to the town they are. The one-of-a-kind places filled with great food and several generations of the same family doing all the work. That’s where the real food is. Let’s eat.

Please leave a comment with your first 50 words on the topic “family owned.”

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2 Responses to Family Owned

  1. Jerry Garvey says:

    I stopped in to visit a friend at his restaurant a while back. Hadn’t seen him in a long time. He was a really good friend. They’re my daughter’s Godparents. I walked in and felt like a celebrity. His Mom still in the kitchen, his sister still serving. They were really happy to see me, like I had never left. Why do I do this stuff? What makes me run away?

  2. Debby Proulx says:

    It was only a whisper in the quietest corner of the shabby little town, the reason for the wailing that mingled with the heavy winds from the East. It was a secret that few shared out loud for fear of being overheard by those who lived in the shadows. The origin of the fear sat within an immense aged mansion burdened by years of neglect. The building would have been judged abandoned by any newcomer to town, but the residents were familiar with the flickering lights that fell out of the windows deep in the night. The dark bricked building had been family owned for generations.

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