The Fiore Kid

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On December 20th Anne and I celebrate 3 years of having Fiore Market Cafe. One of the greatest parts of having opened the cafe has been meeting so many wonderful people. Each person has a little story attached to them and their story is what makes this venture so much fun.

Norma started coming to Fiore Market Cafe shortly after we opened. I remembered Norma because she liked our  lemon bars. Every time she came in she bought or at least  thought about buying a lemon bar. Some time later we met her daughter Lisa, but I am not sure we realized she was Norma’s daughter until we eventually saw them together. At some point Norma’s grandson Zac came into the picture. I don’t know when or how, but I remember that Norma kept talking about her grandson Zac from Dan Point. She mentioned how much he loved our peanut butter and jelly sandwich that it was his favorite and that he wished we had a Fiore Market Cafe closer to his house in Dana Point. Eventually we met Zac and his mother Nancy and Lisa’s son Mac. They would come together when Nancy and Zac were up from Dana Point.

The other day they were in and Zac was happy as could be. He had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich wrapped to take home and a chicken sandwich that he was eating at the cafe. Nancy told a story about their trip up from Dana Point. As they exited the freeway Zac saw a Subway Sandwich Shop and he said to his mother that he couldn’t understand why anybody would go to Subway for a sandwich when Fiore Market Cafe was just down the street.

Wow!!!  Now that’s what I’m talking about. It was so nice to hear that. We are so grateful for Zac and Nancy and Lisa and her son mac and especially for Norma who brought them to our little cafe in South Pasadena.

Here’s to you Zac. Thanks for being one of our best customers. Hope to see you all soon.

IMG_2625Lisa and Nancy

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Zac, Norma and Mac

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About Bill Disselhorst

I am a bloody Irishman, but a real Italian Wannabe. I'll take Italy over Los Angeles and Dublin any day. Give me a plate of homemade pasta and an espresso with lots of crema and when I am through eating and I'll think I am in heavan. View all posts by Bill Disselhorst

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