Before the music, Tim and I were a team in the kitchen when it was on the north side of the restaurant. Tim would be cooking and want me to get him a drink, of course it wasn’t alcohol back then, but he’d turn around and yell “Dev, think fast!” and throw me his glass back to the area where I’d be washing dishes. If I wasn’t helping him cook, most times I caught it. But a few times I didn’t, and the glass got broken. He’d jokingly reply, “You know you’re going to have to pay for that!”
I’ll always remember him as an older brother. And I’ll always miss him. I have so many fond memories of the family, the restaurant, the music. The place just projected the atmosphere of a home in so many ways.
Shared by: Devereaux Wachtel