I wasn't able to concentrate on the decor scrapbook the interior designer had handed me when I went out earlier today.

I had finally found a space at a great price that fit into what I wanted for the restaurant. The moment I stepped into the desolate place that smelled like mouse poop, situated in uptown LA, I knew it was the one. I had talks with the agent and it was settled, I was going to pay for the space the next day.

I called on the interior decorator mom had recommended as well as that of Brianna's and we immediately started drafting out ideas for the place.

It...