The Met

A couple of last meals this past evening with the nicest people and families from the region.

Relationships. That is what we build here at The Met. This morning, I (Rob), did what I usually do: blow the patio, lift the blinds, say hi to our chefs prepping already at 8am. Pull brisket. There were a few tears. Ain't gonna lie. I head downstairs. I see on the desk next to me, Anthony, one of our head Chefs, a picture of he and Ashley. Relationships. Smiles. Memories. Let's make a few more while we still have the time.