Last night was my "second interview" at Olive and Grape, but it included work which felt like an in to me. I worked for 2.5 hours. I came in to the place with my black skirt, white shirt and red cardigan on, but within about twenty minutes I had to take the jacket off. The space is small, and I'm often working behind the bar which is right beside the chefs flaming up enormous fires. I really enjoy the work; greeting people with a warm welcome, taking them to their table, filling up their waters, and taking empty plates. I worked but enjoyed being transported to another place, feeling as though "I'm in Europe!"
I love the environment of the place- there is a garage door up front that opens in the summer. There are beautiful paintings, balloons hanging from the ceiling, and all kinds of interesting food and smells!
I learned that my boss is from Turkey, married to an Air force guy from Illinois. There were only four or five people working, and all the chefs were from another country. I loved it. I loved the smell of the Turkish coffee, the beauty of the Greek salads, and the way Paola savors life. I heard her talking to a man about enjoying food, slowing down and savoring it.
She told me that she likes me and will be in contact with me in a couple days for a schedule. She said I fit well. She also let me order a meal, so I tried lamb from Northern Turkey with tomatoes and pita bread with various sauces including a yoghurt. Glorious, my friends. She also gave me a tip for my work bussing, and I was on the clock. It's good to have a job.
The other thing I notice, and this may be my transition from Maine to living in Seattle, but there are so many interesting couples out there. Japanese woman with a Spanish man, African American woman with a Caucasian... I like it. And maybe people that step out of their culture naturally enjoy going to restaurants to experience another culture.
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