All the expert chefs and restaurant owners told me it was
time to move on. So I picked a new spot to start over, shipped my stuff ahead
and went on a little side trip. I thought back on the fateful meeting. All the
usual faces were there. Most of them sitting there, hands folded on the table
looking like they just ate something
sour, couldn’t smile even if you’d told them they’d just won the
lottery.
They asked for fresh new ideas. I ran with my shrimp
enchiladas proposal. It was just something that came to me in a dream I once
had. They didn’t react. They just sat
there. What?!! Did they want me to jump on the table and dance a jig for
them?!! I wanted to shake them. Wake up,
this is a good idea!!!
I got lost on my little side trip. I thought I was pretty
good at navigating the territory. I must have done some wandering. I thought I was circling back to my original
location, but not quite. Fortunately, I ran into some nice folks that set me on
the correct path.
They were a couple that ran a spa and tourist center. They
had escaped the rat race and purchased a spot to share with visitors their love
of the reef, the squid and the octopus. I sat with them at lunch one day and
told them part of my story. I mentioned my enchiladas. They said I could come
back sometime and try it out on them. If they liked it maybe they’d add it to
their menu.
It was no guarantee, but at least they were willing to give
me a chance.
