"He could shave with a straight razor on a transatlantic liner in a storm. The electric razor fosters no comparable talents." —A.J. Liebling
Over the course of sixteen weeks, ending on Dec. 31, 2015, we published a series of stories at Eater Boston chronicling some the details involved in taking an empty space an turning it into Juliet. Find some excerpts from part 1 below, follow the link to Eater for the full story!
"... I rounded mile six and turned left to route my path up, around, and on to the span of the Golden Gate Bridge at 6:30 a.m. That’s 3,000 or so miles from my house, my restaurant, my life — in other words, no small disruption of my mundane. That’s three hours earlier than I normally do anything of any degree of significance in the morning. By the end of this run that would take me still twice across the bridge, once away from and once right into the by then well-placed San Francisco sun, I’d be logging exactly three more miles than I ever had run continuously before."
"Somewhere along the fifth mile it all just became compulsory. It would have taken more effort somehow to stop at five than to make it to ten."
"Why all this sudden celebration of delay? Because a week ago our contractor looked at me and matter-of-factly asked if we had picked a target date for opening the restaurant. Open the restaurant! Until now it’s been someone else’s job to build the restaurant. Now it’s our job to open it."
"None of it is automatic now. Every agonizing decision needs to be made quicker than I prefer."
"... this quote from A.J. Liebling doesn’t relate as directly to the writing or the construction work this week at the restaurant. But when I thumbed open the book and the first thing I read was a sentence like that, I knew better than to fight the urge to purchase it."