There’s this little corner store a stone’s throw from our apartment. It’s exactly the sort of place I’d like to open up one day. It’s a neighborhood joint simply adorned where patrons shop the well curated beer, wine, and provisions and perch themselves on stools to have lunch of a rotating menu of interesting sandwiches and sides. It’s the sort of place where regulars frequent and you know the owner by name because he’s constantly there chatting up customers. When I think about my future, I see myself here, combining community nutritional aspects with my degree in Public Health.
