It’s all in a Name
They say that it is all in the name, and truth be told, I have held off starting this blog waiting for the name to came to me! I would love to say that this vision came in some flash of brilliance, or some sleepless night going over food orders, but I do, after all, own a bar! This name came to me as it should; after a fabulously chilled, shaken not stirred, filthy, dirty martini with gigantic blue cheese stuffed olives! Ok, ok, you caught me. It was really as I was well on my way into the second one!!
Almost two years ago, I left what seems like a different lifetime ago, of being a single mommy to small children, a school teacher, and the excellent connoisseur of vodka and red wine! I had no prior food service management, had never been a bartender, and, had absolutely no idea what the hell I had just thrown myself into!
These past two years have been the most incredible journey, and it is one that I am still on. It is one that has involved booze, dear God, a whole shit ton of booze!! Booze bought by the hundreds of cases, booze drank celebrating my successes, booze drank bemoaning my failures, but booze always drank surrounded by what has now become a second family! It has been a journey that has stretched this crazy brain of mine to points I didn’t know it could go! At times, I have just about lost it, at times been proud of what it has learned and accomplished, and often just trying to keep her all together up there! And finally, the boobs. Let’s just say you’re gonna have to come see me at Amy’s Lamasco Bar and Grill.