Last week at my health club one of the
members and yours truly got into a brief but very lively conversation about the
merits of going out on your own after spending years under the corporate
umbrella.
My debate companion was an attorney and
by coincidence a CPA as well, a partner at one of New York’s premier white shoe
law firms. Money was not a concern as his annual compensation plus bonus was
laughably close to seven figures, so he was able to siphon as much starter
capital as needed. He revealed he was tired of the proverbial rat race and as
he was rapidly approaching middle age, he wanted to veer in a different
direction.
His dream was to open a restaurant with a
menu dedicated to traditional recipes from his parents’ hometown in Europe. He
had designed a floor plan with the help of an architect and due to the
pandemic, there was a glut of potential spaces to rent.
Now as someone who toiled in foodservice
roughly seven years as well as covering it for another 12 for a national trade
magazine, I emphasized caveat emptor. I warned him that if he thought he
currently put in long hours at the law firm reviewing tax law and writing
briefs, wait until he opened a restaurant. As anyone who has ever donned an
apron or toque, you are basically working when most people are not – nights,
weekends and not to mention most holidays. Eighty-hour weeks are the norm
rather than the exception.