In August of last year three of my hosts left to go to college. A fourth couldn’t figure out how to get to work. One day she called and said time got away from her so she couldn’t come in.

Long story short, as all of my stories are, is that I’ve been without hosts since the third week of August 2021.

Whether I liked it or not, I became the face of the restaurant.

All last fall, and into the winter I was on the door.

I did hire one host last October. But she only works Friday and Saturday so I’m next to her all night.

But.

Three weeks ago I hired a new host.

She’s been training and getting better every day.

Tonight the old host and the new host ran the door alone.

For the first time since August, I was free to run around the restaurant and get in everyone’s way.

I got to watch the new servers kill it. I got to watch the old servers kill it. I got to watch the food runners kill it. I got to watch the bartenders kill it.

Tables turned. Everyone did great.

In all seriousness, it was the easiest night I’ve had in weeks.

However, three couples tonight stopped me to say they were sad I wasn’t at the door when I came in. One couple thought I’d finally gotten a Saturday night. Another thought I might have quit.

All of them were happy to see me as I strolled through the dining room.

It made me feel appreciated.

Thank you Brooke and Jenni for hosting tonight.