7:30 a.m. — The cats are pissed they haven't been fed yet. I get up, feed the beasts, and get back in bed for another half hour. At 8, I get up and throw on yoga clothes. I start listening toas I get on the train to go to yoga. I get yoga as well as a few other classes like SoulCycle for free because I work at the studio. I haven't been using it as much as I'd like because of my schedule at the restaurant.
11 a.m. — Today is slow as far as guests, but chaotic because we have a private event tonight that bought out the restaurant. In between my job as host, I'm helping set up the best I can. This mostly involves moving firewood. 2 p.m. — Done with work! I jump on the train into the city to go to Trader Joe's. I totally forgot to pack a change of clothes for yoga so it doesn't look like it's gonna happen today. At Trader Joe's I get eggs, bread, cherry tomatoes, avocados, frozen turkey burgers, dried mango, tea, and other things I've forgotten. I head home, unpack the groceries, and make myself a turkey burger with arugula and spicy mayo.
5 p.m. — Family meal is chicken, MAC AND CHEESE, and assorted veggies. I eat then hit the floor. The night is nice and steady and I'm working the outside section, which I love. It goes by fairly quickly and my check average is high. Nothing too crazy happens, though I do have a few tables that tip less than 10% on $100+ tickets. I know servers should be paid a living wage, but that's not an excuse to stiff them! You're not hurting the system or the restaurant when you do that.
12:30 p.m. — Well we're down two of my staff, which is super fun . My friend texts to see where I am — I let her know and she's on her way with tea! She's taking the 1:30 and decided to come early. Honestly, I met a lot of my NYC friends through the yoga studio, where I started as a work exchange, which I highly recommend to anyone able!