I Love Playing The Host!
My parents own a storefront space on the first floor of our apartment building. Any logical storefront owners will lease the space and collect rent every month. It’s an investment. That was the case until recently.
My mom decided to take it back, renovate the space, and keep it to ourselves. She is taking water-painting classes and she’s really into it. She has custom-made frames for every single piece of her work and hangs them all over the house, including the kitchen and the bathroom. Yes, my mother is obsessed. Anyhow, she thinks it will be brilliant to do her artwork there whenever she feels inspired. I’m not artist and all I can think about is I am thinking is 1. I can host private parties for friends; 2. Is there a way I can make some money with this venture? I love a good party whether it’s my own party or the party I attend.
I love playing the host! Tonight I organized a dinner party. It is the first time we had people over since the renovation completed. My dad is in town this week. When my mom told him about my party in the morning, he took out our finest china, silverware, and wine glasses. Daddy thought it was necessary to sanitize the utensils. So, he put all 40 pieces in a boiling pot on the stove. Yeah, my father is quite proper. He said, “You have to use place mats with the flatware.” He rolled his eyes when my mom suggested serving food with paper plates to save the trouble of washing dishes afterwards.
Despite a last minute notice, the party is a success! Everyone seemed to like how the storefront turned out. The space is small, intimate, cozy and has a good ambience. Some suggested that I run it as a membership-only lounge bar for friends. I can be selective about who gets in and who does not.
To my mom, this space is her art studio. I call it my lounge bar. There’s no conflict since she’ll only use it during the day and I can hang out there at night.
(L to R) Karen, Amber, Mini Cooper Tony, Me, Simon, Quirky, and Skywalker.
Guests not shown Nic, Steven, Chow & his girlfriend, Jack.