After months of wielding jackhammers, running cable, wrangling 2 x 4’s into actual furniture and eating far too many PB & J sandwiches, it was finally time to open the cafe.
One day, I was walking from the Pike Place Market to our apartment in Belltown. On the way, there was a sign on a door of a building at 2nd and Bell about a Speakeasy, and there were activities and construction inside.