We passed our final inspection. We have been given permission to sell food, beer, and wine. Our building has been approved by 11 city agencies in over twenty inspections. Our kitchen has been approved by the county health department, and state has given us our beer and wine license.

This has been close to eighteen months in the making. Thousands of hours, tens of thousands of dollars, strained friendships, despondency,frustration, and exhilaration.  There were times I gave up hope.

I cannot remember why I started this. I have been so immersed in building codes and so consumed with the labor of construction work I am having trouble changing hats. I’ll get there, but right now I don’t know what to do with myself.

This is weird.