“Where you wanna go?”
“I don’t know. Where do you wanna go?
“I don’t care. Whatcha hungry for?”
“Don’ matter to me.”
Ever get stuck in those conversations? Well, friends, I have the cure – especially if you still have kids at the house. Once you’ve played The Restaurant Game, you’ll never go back to “Oh, you just decide.”
I’ve always lived in one of two kinds of towns – either the kind where you pretty much could cover all the restaurants in a week, or the kinds that were so large, it was hard to make up your mind with so many choices. Add to that the vein-popping frustration of trying to please five different people – all of whom have opinions about where they don’t want to eat – and you have frustration long before you ever even see a menu or a bill.
Then came the restaurant game, and our lives were changed forever. [click to continue…]
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You may not know this, but for a season I helped my wife run anywhere from one to three restaurants. The season was just long enough to convince me, if I needed any convincing, that running restaurants was not my calling. That said, I have new respect for anybody who has to cook, serve, or make a profit from folks like – well, me. I never worked harder physically, or encountered more of a call to real, practical servanthood in my life.