Showing posts with label Restaurant. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Restaurant. Show all posts

Krimo's 25 today!!

Yes! Made it!
Twenty five years ago today, Karen and I opened Krimo's on Seaton Carew front at 7.30pm to a full house. It really seems like yesterday. Finishing off the last details and diving head first into a 25 year long happy saga in Hartlepool, my adopted town.
How many customers have we fed and watered or wined?
How many carrots have we sliced and cooked?
Fish, meat, chickens? How many?
How many hellos and goodbyes?
"Is everything ok?"
How many babies in nappies have returned to celebrate their 18th, engagement or wedding?
How many chef's hats have I lost down the Front on a windy evening?

My memory is good but yours are even better.
You remember details that have long been forgotten.
You remember the first time you experience Krimo's welcome and hospitality.

Then came Portofino on the Historic Quay and that was an overnight success. A place where couples, families and parties can relax and enjoy a variety of dishes, from pizzas and pastas to fish, poultry and meats...

The Millenium took Krimo's to its lovely location on the Marina right by the lockgates where beautiful yachts come and go past the wide windows as diners enjoy the chefs latest creations.

Casa del Mar, a very popular tapas bar, my favourite eating style, opened in 2006 and four years later, goes on attracting diners from far and wide.

Once you have been bitten by the restaurant bug, it is impossible to live any other life. Restaurant life is 24 hours a day, 7 days a week and 365 days a year. It becomes your work, your leisure and your social life.

Twenty five years later, do I want a rest from this life?
No way, as well as being my work, restaurant life has also been my 25 year holiday.


Karen and I enjoying a late supper in 1986

Cat on a hot tiled roof...



Portofino is full of little nooks and crannies where, if you look carefully, you will sometimes find something unusual that will make you smile.

A few years ago, when I saw this beautiful China kitten in a local shop window it reminded me of our own sadly departed Henry.
I bought it and placed it in one of our mock windows at Portofino. I often draw the attention of our younger patrons to it. They become so fascinated by our "guard kitten" that they begin searching for and noticing many more unusual artefacts all around our Pizzeria.

I have always felt that restaurants should not be just about food. If I am hungry I open my fridge door and make myself something to eat.
If I go out, unless it is for a quick lunch, I want to be in a place where I can relax.
After all, restaurant comes from the French word "Restaurer" which means "to restore" and restore my strength and my mind -not that I lose it often- is what I need when I go out for a meal.
Feeding minds as we fill tummies...

Sue me!!

A woman won $35,000 after a restaurant in New York's West Village asked her to leave the ladies toilets as they thought she was a man.

Khadijah Farmer visited the Caliente Cab Company last June. When she went into the toilet, a male bouncer ejected her and others in her party.

Read all about it in the New York Times !