My Mother-in-Law Brought 38 Friends to My Restaurant and Ordered $23,289 of Food—She Stopped Smiling When I Put the Folder Beside Her Bill

They looked at Lumina and saw abundance.

I looked at it and saw people.

Hours.

Risk.

Skill.

Payroll.

Responsibility.

Twenty years after opening, I still sometimes run my thumb across the scar on my index finger from an old knife slip.