Monday, August 11, 2008
i love soup.
it began as a child with clam chowder in a bread bowl out on the pier in san francisco and then matured into stews and vegetable soups. i could pretty much eat soup ever day. i love it.
two years ago while vacationing at our favorite spot, sharon and i had the idea of someday having a restaurant. that has always been a romantic ideal of mine. to own a restaurant. let alone in our favorite place on earth. does it get better then that? the unfortunate statistic is something like 80% of all new restaurants fail. not such a great notion of how to spend your life savings huh....anyhow....one night at dinner while our family was talking about having our own restaurant, we came up with the idea of have a soup restaurant. someplace that you could get 10-20 different soups ever day. the kids all talked about how they would fit in the mix. brady wanted to be a waiter. mary rose wanted to wash dishes. funny stuff. but in the end, the biggest idea came from brady's recently deceased fish. as we were trying to come up with a name.....throwing out one after the next....brady finally spoke up and said, "how about 'fat cheeks'?"
we knew that we'd just experienced promotional gold. 'fat cheeks soup shack' was born. so...some day, if you're driving down beach drive and see a huge crowd of people around this restaurant with a big gold fish on the front.....you'll know where we are. maybe you can stop by and share your favorite soup recipe.