I’m no economist, but I understand need and money. I need to enjoy some of my favorite restaurants, from the pierogies in the South Side to terrific fish at the top of Mount Washington.
My co-workers are in their early 30s and want to enjoy a wonderful meal with their potential significant other or unwind with their friends. They want the experience of enjoying each other.
I am more than bored eating at home. I want someone to serve me, someone who can cook better than me, and someone to clean up after I am done and bring me an after- dinner drink.
I know the 50% capacity scares restaurant owners. Still, I know I miss good food, and understand reduced capacity will mean loss in revenue.
So charge me. I am willing to go out to dinner with a few friends to keep my favorite joints open even though they are half empty.
Charge me $40 for a meal that you used to charge me $20 for. I can afford it now, because I have been hunkered down at the house all this time. I will pay. I understand this is a temporary gig. I will enjoy it and I know the higher prices won’t be forever.
Robert Stack
Lawrenceville