Growing up, I vividly remember this old couple, Avi and Sharon. They owned a small cafe in my town. Everybody loved them.
During the summer, my father and I would go to the beach and enjoy a good swim in the warm, salty water. When the sun would reach it’s peak, we’d pack our things and leisurely head back the direction of home. On our way, we always passed by this cafe — it was small back then with maybe 12 tables at most.
We’d always stop there. My father would order a pint of beer and I’d get fresh juice. And while my father drank his beer, I would munch on the salty treats that came with it.
What I remember most is that when they noticed us, both Avi and Sharon would come to say hello to my father. They’d ask about me and about my parents’ business, remembering previous conversations that my father had even forgotten himself. And whenever my mom would join us, without asking, they would bring her favorite latte and a chocolate croissant.
I always loved that cafe.
And we weren’t the only customers to receive such a greeting. Avi and Sharon would greet every customer in this manner, and most of these customers continue to visit them to this day.
Last time I was there, they had expanded, taking over half of the little street where their cafe is located. They have more tables, more room and a longer menu.
The thing is — I, as their customer, am so happy for them.
I can’t say their food differs greatly from the neighbouring cafes, or that they have a great location, or that their chairs are extremely comfortable. Nope. But, what I can say is that their relationship with their customers was and continues to be outstanding. They are like family to their customers, and because of that, the market rewarded them well. They earn more money now. In fact, they recently financed the construction of an office building just around the corner that they now rent out to a bank.