The Green Apple Grill
My dream in life is to own my own restaurant.
A nice, family-style place with an apple theme.
I want to call it the Green Apple Grill.
Why, you ask?
My great-grandma Apple’s maiden name was Green (maybe with an e… I don’t know) and she married an Apple. Her daughter– my grandma– on a trip somewhere purchased these hand blown green apples that my grandpa gave me the first Christmas in our new home.
Hence, the Green Apple Grill.
I want to have a place where the kids can run around, the guests talk to each other, the coffee is always hot and there is always a piece of pie or apple dumplings to eat. I want a small-town restaurant.
Nothing crazy on the menu… good, healthy versions of the classics– chicken and noodles, beef pot-pie, chicken and dumplings. Apple pie. Apple Dumplings. Hand dipped ice cream. The kind of food you could get at grandma’s house.
Rustic. Farm-feeling. Home.
The decor, obviously, would be apples.
Eventually, this would branch out into a farm-market with apple-themed gifts, foods, etc. Maybe even locally made quilts.
The dream goes on and on.
Occasionally, while we are out and about, I find the perfect location for the Green Apple Grill. I’ll look at the Hubs and say “There she is.”
That pesky money issue keeps coming up though.
So, for now, I keep hoping some rich uncle I don’t know about dies and leaves me the money.
I keep perfecting the recipes in my kitchen.
One of these days, I am going to open my Green Apple Grill.
A girl can dream, can’t she?
It’s a great dream! I would certainly eat at a place like that!
I have always wanted to try my hand at a restaurant that only serves breakfast, which just happens to be my favorite meal. I don’t have it all worked out quite like you do, though!
I hope it happens for you someday soon.
Grandma A talked about their restaurant alot and it was fun to hear the stories.