All Brass and Leather

What is your favorite restaurant?

They had a lounge area of dark wood, crystal, glass, and brass hardware. Highback armchairs of dark brown buttery leather dotted along the main floor around a splatting of side tables, main tables, or alone under wall scones or the occasional floor lamp. Music played softly in the background; some jazz or some blues nothing too modern just enough to make you relax while taking a sip of your drink and sinking into your chair waiting for your meal to arrive.

Intimate but not too cozy, it was not a family restaurant. It was a wonderful steak house with the most delicious food and great service.

Then that hateful virus Covid hit and the city went on lockdown. The owners were old, and rent was a little too high. They were there for years and then decided to retire.

Closed and gone yet not forgotten.

Nothing lasts forever except for good memories of fine dining.

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Author: Jemmie Jems

Under the name Francis Lee, I write interracial Christian romantic suspense. My stories are about finding enduring love when hope and redemption seem unattainable as danger lurks around every corner. My characters learn that where there is darkness, "joy will always come in the morning".

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