These are three more emails I wrote for a restaurant marketing campaign. Eventually, I’d like to get them all here. I actually love writing in this short form. Especially the story part. It forces me to try and tell a story in very few words.
Craaaaazy Liversausage Eyes
My dog has cancer. He’s doing well right now, but we never know when it will take a bad turn. The vet told us he could live between a month and up to a year if we took him into chemo treatments. He hates going to the vet and I don’t think he’d understand us making sick with chemotherapy was our way to trying to save his life. So, we opted out of the chemo.
My wife did some research and found out that dog food, even the really expensive stuff we usually fed him, contains a lot of carbohydrates; which feeds cancer. So, we took him off of dog food. Now he is on a no carb high protein diet.
I love liver sausage. So does our dog … as it turns out. My wife gives him his ritual of pills every morning with liver sausage. As a matter of fact, he loves liver sausage so much he gets these craaaazy liver sausage eyes. They seem to pop out of his head as if they are on springs. Something right out of a Buggs Bunny cartoon.
I’ve seen this look before as a matter of fact. Right in the Tower dining room. As one of the servers pass by tables with one of our Strawberry Schaum Torte deserts; piled enormously high with fresh strawberries and whipped cream. Or, even our Home Cooked Meatloaf Sandwich; smothered in gravy and stacked high with mashed potatoes and onion rings. It’s quite a site. I don’t know. Maybe it’s hard for me to describe. You might have to stop in and see it for yourself.
Be Safe and Enjoy Life.
P.S. I forgot to mention that we think our dog’s cancer is going into remission with his all natural high protein diet. The lumps are going away and he’s more active than ever.
The power of good food.
Let Us Make Your Valentines Memorable
Have a Valentine’s Day You’ll Remember for Years
I want to tell you a story about Eugene and Barbara. Eugene and Barbara started out perfectly in love; holding hands, kissing in public, you know, the whole ball of wax.
Every Valentine’s Day, Eugene would surprise Barbara with a romantic meal at a restaurant with chocolates and flowers. They would hold hands the whole night; with an occasional peck on the cheek between bites.
Then things started to change. The pecks between bites became less frequent and hand-holding nonexistent. The spark had seemed to wither. They were still in love, but other things in life took precedence over the affection they once had.
Eugene remained true to his tradition of Valentine’s dinner, but it was very different now. They talked about everyday life and worked on problems which kept propping up.
Then one day there was an accident and Eugene never came home from work. Never again would Barbara get to hold his hand or feel the touch of his lips on her cheek. She remained true to the tradition and went to dinner by herself on Valentines Day. Lonely … she sat and cried throughout the night.
She wished she could have one last Valentines dinner like they had when they were new.
Don’t let regret happen to you. Embrace every opportunity to hold the one you love … give them a kiss on the cheek and tell them you love them.
On this Valentines Day let us help you make it a special one. We have a special menu customized for couples in love.
A Passion For Food
Your Passion Will Shine Through in Your Action
I had a second cousin who has long since passed. His wife was Vietnamese and their whole family was actually airlifted off the roof of a building on October 30, 75′ when Saigon fell to the Viet Cong.
But that’s a whole different story.
She had a passion for food you would not believe. They had a restaurant in a small town in Wisconsin for a number of years. Their youngest daughter was around my age and when I was young I used to visit them and we’d play in the back of the restaurant.
His wife, D’eau, would spend all day in the kitchen cooking her heart out. I remember the exquisite smells of her food as if it were yesterday. She had so much passion for food it was incredible.
She used to make a Kimchi that was out of this world. She’d spend hours on every batch before burying it in crocks in the backyard to ferment. My poor cousin would spend his summer circling around the crocks with his lawnmower. Lawn mowing probably took an extra half hour, but he loved his wife and she adored her Kimchi. He just kept mowing with a frustrated smile.
I see that same passion for food here as I walk through the kitchen. Everyone from Diamond, Sue, Sharon, and Tom … right through to the cooks as they prepare the food … the wait staff as they tend to customers every need … even the bussers as they clear and ready the tables for the next guests. Their passion is like an electric vibe that just hangs in the air.
It’s invigorating just to be around.