Oh how they fly. But look who's back:
Yes! He just flew in from Brooklyn to help me with the long and final haul to the finish line. And what a help he has been: we cleaned!
Although cleaning is a deceiving way to make the restaurant look closer to completion than it really is. It's scary -- the not being finished part, not the clean part.
But celebration is in order no matter how far along we are or are not. Progress is progress despite how slowly it comes. So, of course, we made some pasta. And ate it on some of my completed tables in the back room. It was... wonderful.