Cuban Coffee.. Please come In
The real set it off was in SoHo though. I don't know exactly where this was except that it was off of East Houston Street. I'll figure it out another day and update the blog.
We were sitting in the corner booth of this little place in Soho, listening to a live piano performance going on behind us. These are the NYC nights I love to experience, random and unplanned. He got mesmerized by this scene going on behind me as I drank my Stella Artois and ate my pizza. It's what he loves, to feel comfortable and at home because that's when he's himself. He took this picture and when he showed it to me, I knew where he was going with this. The next day he called me, and we went on our little adventure to Home Depot, and I helped him pick out 4 plants to hang in his current restaurant.
That's how it started. 10 years later I still have those plants. Those plants even had babies and made more plants. This show will always go on.
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