100 years later, we are almost there. Each day, Gaslight is beginning to look and feel more and more like the cafe we dreamt of. Through this process, the lines between motivated and overly ambitious have been crossed, blurred, and then erased. The terms "labor of love" and "labor of hate" have become one and the same. We set out to build a cafe. We ended up creating a place in which we feel embedded in every nail, tile, brick, and surface. Now, that we're seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, we're able to look back at the entire process and begin to understand how the hell we did this. I speak for Tristan and myself in saying, Gaslight has been built out of idealistic expectations and stubbornness, but with the understanding that every mistake paves the way for a new and better idea.
This is our sappy, sentimental post. Opening Gaslight has been the best experience of our lives. We have never struggled more for something. We've gone through the shit, and I cannot imagine a better partner to have at my side. Our roles are defined, our plans are becoming a reality, and we cannot wait to share it with all of you.
No progress pictures for now, we want it to be surprise. Updates on our offerings, foods, staff, soft/grand opening dates will be coming very soon.
Thanks to our readers, friends, and colleagues. We love all y'all.