His name's Daniel. And the reason we know anything about him is because a week ago, Sunday, we were celebrating our 29th wedding anniversary at the restaurant inside the Edgewater Inn along the Seattle waterfront.
We had a seat against the wall but facing the water and, because of that, we not only had a pretty wide view of Elliott Bay, we had a pretty wide view of the restaurant as well.
Now, a few things about our experience.
Number 1: The first thing everyone knows about The Edgewater is that, back in the day, The Beatles once stayed here.
Number 2: We were seated as soon as we arrived. Last seat in the house for brunch, in fact. Which makes it a great idea that we made the reservation. š
Number 3: Fantastic view. Even on an overcast-y day. The Argosy passed right in front of the windows.
Number 4: Loved our waiter. Just a wonderful, all around, nice human being who was easy to talk to and took great care of us.
Number 5: The food. Was. Perfect.
Number 6: We were celebrating 29 years not far from where we originally toasted our marriage at another waterfront restaurant a few hours after taking our vows.
Number 7: The music playing throughout the restaurant could've been taken right off our own playlists. In particular, there seemed to be a lot of Billy Joel going on.
Which brings me to Daniel.
Now I'm not sure what his job was at The Edgewater, but he was dressed in black and passed in front of us a bunch carrying different things or on his way to take care of whatever needed taking care of. And what caught my eye is that he was really digging the music. Kind of singing along with some of that Billy Joel. Not in a way anyone could hear, just kind of lip-syncing.
I noticed another member of the crew doing that as well from time to time. But I noticed Daniel first. Especially when the music turned to Sinatra's "Come Fly With Me", Daniel was really diggin' that vibe.
We didn't meet him just, then, by the way. He was just this guy who worked at the Edgewater and who was really into the music.
Later that day we're at Maggie Bluffs. Now it really is 29 years to the hour 'cause the restaurant we went to after our wedding was the Palisade Restaurant at the Magnolia marina. And Maggie Bluffs is right below it. And right now it's nighttime. Dark out. Just like before, a long, long time ago.
The punch line, though, is that our waiter at Maggie Bluffs is Daniel. Although we didn't know his name. Although he looked familiar but we weren't quite sure.
He was, however, just as personable as our waiter at the Edgewater, and so we got to talking with him. And not after too long, Kimmer mentions the Edgewater from that morning at which point he enthusiastically jumps on the fact that he works there. That it was him we saw earlier that day.
So we introduce ourselves to him. He introduces himself to us. And, as the evening progresses, we continue a running conversation that spans his experience that morning (he was the one who requested Sinatra), how the pandemic affected his career as a chef, our respective experiences living in Seattle, what we think the employee shortage is all about in all the different industries from grocery stores to airlines, and last but not least, vacations. He definitely got some of Kimmer's best travel tips for saving money and was completely sold on renting a condo with its own kitchen since he's totally down to cook for himself. We did that, by the way, in Vegas. With a lot of online sleuthing, Kimmer found a condo for rent that cost us less than a comparable hotel stay.
Anyway, by that point in our evening, the restaurant officially closed for the night and we bade each other our fare-thee-wells.
Daniel's the kind of individual I would consider to be a joyful person. At least during those times we saw him at both restaurants, a genuinely nice, personable, and joyful person. Someone who's seemingly and effortlessly enjoying himself even though it's a long day of work and this is a pandemic that's scrambled everyone's life trajectories and plans including his.
I kind of forgot what those folks looked like.