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For the next two months part
of my time was taken up with remodeling the new Bistro. I wanted it to be an authentic restaurant from
the inside out.
Pa and Noonan set the food offered
similar to the one in Gulfport .
Meanwhile I had done some research into recipes that hadn’t been included and
we discussed adding some of them to the bill of fare.
Noonan said he was aware of
these dishes but the trade they had in Gulfport
couldn't afford them so they stuck with simpler meals.
The kitchen required some big
pots that weren't in the French Restaurant but much of it didn't require much
reworking.
We stored most of the
furniture because it was too fancy where Cajun decor needed to be a little
cruder. The front was redone with a new sign that got the attention of anyone a
block away.
Lastly the upstairs quarters
was made into comfortable rooms for sleeping, bathing and resting. Because of the high humidity it was necessary
to change and shower during the shifts.
They hired two more servers
and a bus boy. Opening day finally came and with a lot of fanfare the doors
were opened. There were some dignitaries who showed up, and a band was hired to
play Cajun music.
There were no meals served,
but samples of the food were given free. The whole of New Orleans knew there was a new Bistro in
town.
That was it for me, I stepped
aside and left it up to Ma, Pa, Noonan and the crew to sink or swim.
Mille spent some time
offering some tips on taking care of customers and keeping the books straight.
Noonan knew a couple of young
men who worked in a fish camp, and he put them on part time until they had
mastered some of the simple dishes on the menu, thus giving him and Abdul some
relief.
With a little time on my hands
I found myself watching Mille as she went about her duties, and I sat and
admired her beauty. Her long dark hair, her eyes of almost green, and her skin
slightly tanned with a natural touch of color in her cheeks.
As I watched her I thought, “I'm
so in love with this beautiful woman, and from all indicators she is in love
with me.” These moments I treasured without ever telling anyone it was
unbridled joy within.
Something unexpected happened,
and my partner in the restaurant wanted to talk to me. I thought it might have
something to do with my spending time getting the Cajun Bistro going but, he
had something else on his mind.
While I seldom saw him
anymore he said he wanted to retire and go back to his family in France
and die there when his time came.
He went on telling how much
he appreciated what I had accomplished; taking a failing business and turning
to a very profitable establishment.
He wanted to sell me his
share of the restaurant for about a fourth of what his share was worth. I objected
and wanted to pay him a fair price but he wouldn't relent.
He said when you get the
money together you can send it to me.
He
went on to say, “You may have noticed I didn't give you and Mille a wedding
present.” I lied and said, “No, I never noticed.” He said, “I waited until now and I want you to
have the house I live in.” This was a
large home worth a great sum of money and with several bedrooms.
He said I have far more money
than I can ever spend, and I look on you and Mille as my children. He knew me
for several years, but had only known Mille for few months, but she had won him
over in that short period of time.
I tried to thank him but he
wouldn't hear of it. He just said I want
you and Mille to be happy, and this is a way I can contribute to your
happiness.
A few days later he was
packed up and gone.
Oh Lawd! To be Concluded
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