Where Everybody Knows Your Name

September 20, 2013

If you’re a regular, this article will feel like home

Being A Regular

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Former NY Times restaurant critic Frank Bruni writes about the joys of being a regular at your neighborhood restaurant.

“What you have with a restaurant that you visit once or twice is a transaction.  What you have with a restaurant that you visit over and over is a relationship.”

He’s not trying to persuade anyone to try the places he mentions.  Instead, he writes about the joy in finding your own local.

When I met my husband, we each had (and still have) our own hang-outs

That don’t overlap

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

As we were getting to know each other, and becoming a We

I had a notion that they should.  He would take me to his places, and in turn, I would take him to mine.  The heavens would part, there would be a mutual embracing, and they would become “ours.”

A funny thing happened along the way

He took me, made introductions.  All was well

I took him. We sat at my favorite table and said hi to nice people.  All was well

As much as I wanted them to, at the end of the day, I just couldn’t embrace his as mine (all the way)  And vice versa

Don’t get me wrong, they are all terribly nice places to go, and we DO go together on occasion

Jake Owen

Instead, I’ve learned that

Every now and again he’ll say, “I’m off to do the cross-word .. “


I’ll say, “Going to be alone for a while .. “

That having a local to call your own, is pretty ok


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