Newmarket is Open!

Let's see, what day is this? It's been such a whirlwind the last few days none of us knows! We finally got open at 5pm on Saturday - even though the plumbers were still setting the drains for the salsa bar and the Pepsi guy hadn't hooked up the water or the CO2. The doors opened, the customers flooded in, and we've been rocking ever since. Our digital camera is broken so I have to find time to get another one so I can post photos.

This is by far the most amazing restaurant we have ever opened. We have taken bits from all of the others, and Conor has added his design talents to produce something that we can truly say is "vintage urban industrial LA." We did have a minor point of contention on the graffiti art - I said no virgins or crucifixes - and we got a virgin. Not just a small virgin either, but one about 30 feet tall. Tyler assures me she's not a virgin, but the overtones are there nonetheless. JB and I have realized we are well and truly into middle age because we just don't get it. But our target market loves the art, loves the music (argh and we've already blown a speaker), loves the food. Even our American ex-pat friends agree this is very cholo. I keep expecting Cheech to roar up in a low rider and do a few bounces out in front.

Now, the bills. Photos to come, as soon as I can get to the store.

Cheers!