08/29/2019
SATURDAY IS OUR LAST DAY!
OK, love you buh-bye! 👋🏽
This is another epic poem about gentrification, labor, and what Detroit is. Please share far and wide!!!
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First of all thanks for sharing this joint with us all of these years! It’s been truly gratifying and we are so happy to have done this with you.
If you haven’t followed our closing on the news or social media we have two things we’d like you to hold in your mind while reading this, whether you read it, here now, at home or even if you don’t read it further than a minute or two.
The first thing we’d like you to know is that since August 2007 we’ve spent 4.9 million dollars on payroll.
The second thing is that the Bureau of Labor and Statistics estimates the average tenure of a restaurant worker at 1 month 26 days. The average tenure for one of our team is 7.8 years or 49.9x higher than the industry standard.
That’s who we are. That’s who you’ve been supporting. And we thank you deeply for it because we couldn’t have done it without you. There’s more at stake here than a few jobs and some abandoned traditions.
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If you have followed our closing there will be some repetition here, but also some reflection given the city council’s push to get a historic designation for the Eastern Market as well as the Eastern Market Partnership’s new protocols around development produced specifically to avoid chasing out legacy businesses like ours that make this neighborhood what it is. Our voice and your support helped to move the needle on this very issue. That’s movement work right there, our voices making change together. We thank you for that too because again it was the thousands and thousands of Facebook likes, shares, and comments that showed you were standing behind us. Facebook will be the best way to follow our next moves and also the best way to contact us.
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About that 4.9 million dollars in payroll:
The general statistical agreement concerning the economic analysis of service workers is that 90% of that 4.9 million dollars stays within the local economy. Meaning that more than 4.4 million dollars of those wages we produced have been pumped into Detroit and Wayne County by our little restaurant. That cash, rumplestitlskined from soups, salads, and sandwiches, into pay checks, circulated and supported other businesses too.
About our employee retention:
Our low turnover, high wages, and stable environment not only produced millions of dollars in increased local consumer spending but also produced long term economic benefits to employees like home ownership, health insurance, and retirement plans the last two of which we’re able to provide to employees with the help of your patronage.
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Many people asked why not just pay? If you’re closing why stay open at all? Why September?
We stayed open past the initial extortion by our new landlord simply to give employees a chance to make decisions, decisions not choices, about the next step in their careers and livelihoods. As it turns out all the employees have reached their next step in advance of our proposed September 28th closing. Also as an FYI about the kind of business we run: not one person quit since our closing was announced. Everybody stayed. Everybody worked together.
We have a little soup company too. 9 people are going with us there, and we knew that by September soup season would be ramping up and we’d be able to provide people with even better jobs as manufacturer than we could as a restaurant. September 28th was established to solve multiple problems but we are ahead of schedule! A lucky break for staff, but not so lucky if you’re in deep reuben withdrawal right now.
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The above use of the term extortion may seem like hyperbole but by forcing us to pay $50,000 to update this tired building (our landlord chose not to inspect before purchasing) and using litigation as an immediate threat, well that’s exactly what extortion is, “to obtain something especially money by threat.” “Give us money even though you don’t owe it or we will drag you through the courts.” This was either a rookie negotiating move or the act of someone more interested in representing their power as if the fact that they own the space we spend half of our time in isn’t reminder enough that we don’t own our own space. What does it mean to not own your own space?
We refuse to be bullied. We refuse to do business this way. We refuse to take it on the chin as if our landlords novitiate play at destroying long lasting, good paying jobs is something we should be quiet about. If youre from Detroit you know the tune, “Player haters in the house, if you see’em point ‘em out.” Or perhaps you prefer Edmund Burke, “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.”
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$50,000 is the equivalent of a $1.25 raise for 20 employees for a year. In the case of $12.50 an hour worker that’s a 10% raise. Who among you wouldn’t be ecstatic over a 10% raise? No way are we giving that kind of money, that GROWTH up to someone else, a lord.
Even if we were responsible for the landlords leaky roof, for the ancient plumbing in the upper units constantly leaking down onto the tables during service, the ever present sewage backups in the basement from upstairs tenants, or the floor that is the focal point of their wobbly ass 50K claim, a floor roughly 130 years old, that still passes BSEED inspection without issue or citation, even with all that we were never offered anything approaching an agreeable or amicable settlement. It was all threats and mistreatment.
And then silence.
Our landlord hasn’t communicated with us at all nor have they shown up to clean the near constant sewage backups of which we’ve had only a couple of over the last 30 years but dozens in the past year since they’ve owned the property and the workers use unflushable materials in the upper units hence the back ups. Their silence and unresponsiveness is yet another untenable and unhealthy part of our proposed “future” here at 2465 Russell.
The “negotiation” told us much about this future with our new landlord. It told us they are impatient and driven by the short sightedness that greed produces. They want their returns now and who cares how that is achieved or who is in fact on the hook for producing those returns.
It also told us they aren’t the villains they’ve been cast as in the news. A true villain would have known that to retain the character of the Eastern Market all you would have to do is keep and support Russell St. Deli and Bert’s and then go and plunder everything else in the Eastern Market. No one would have blinked.
They could have used us a long term marketing tool to support their claims that they want to keep the market as it is. “Hey! Look Russell St. Deli is still here! We’re doing what we said we’d do.” Russell St. Deli staying in this location could have been their best advertising but this is the work of amateurs. My dad who worked in the Eastern Market for 45 years often repeated the axiom, ”You can shear a sheep over and over but you can only skin it once.” They tried to skin us. But every so often a sheep wiggles right off the gate between the truck and the slaughterhouse. That’s us right now. It’s a bit sad, this closing after 30 years of staying open in all kinds of Detroit economic weather, but closing beats getting skinned after already getting sheared in the slaughterhouse of development.
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People told us, “Keep quiet. No one likes a victim” but we know the power of our voice and the community we are a part of. We decided to air this out when it all happened because when the community and collective action say, “Hey you know this is kinda just bu****it” it doesn’t only identify one particular form of bu****it. It also reminds people that there is real power in pointing out that “development” isn’t in fact a socially acceptable form of greed. It reminds people that the exercise of capital over and against labor, against working people, doesn’t produce long term net benefits for workers or for a community and isn’t this the very crux of the argument against outsourcing and the gutting of mono-industry towns all across America? Detroit being perhaps the very epitome of the argument against capital and for labor.
Lastly our closure and the loss of the middle class jobs we produced in this restaurant, jobs that happen to be held primarily by Black/African-American men and women is the specific type of erasure of labor that hobbles the true and deeper understanding of what one persons labor, inside a generative system, can produce for themselves, their future, their family, the community and the city. We weren’t going to allow that labor, Black labor to be erased and not say something.
Often the act of erasing labor is something that we decry after it’s all over and we’re left with nothing. “Remember the jobs that used to be here? Remember that car I had when I had that good union job? Remember how much of that good, good hay we made while the sun shone?” It’s so very unsexy to complain about your own undoing by large forces like global capitalism. It will ruin any birthday party in 2 minutes. Pointing out the victimization of labor by capital is one of the least fun/cool/sexy versions of complaint against unseen forces but that particular form exploitation and victimization is exactly what erased the greatness of labor and the manufacturing potential this city once held. And this was all in play way before NAFTA.
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The wildly speculative Detroit real estate market has produced no real winners yet. That’s unless you count a certain hockey/baseball/stadium/pizza empire, an empire so savvy that they budget the fines of purposely not including Detroit workers while receiving tax credits. However to count them as winners you’d also have to say that “winning” is to displace people living where a parking lot is better suited to a vision of future aggregated wealth and tax incentives. This “winning” ignores the labor, the people,that actually make this system run– parking lot attendants, hot dog vendors, security guards, slingers of barely edible pizza, janitors, ticket takers, soda fountain jock jerks. It ignores that these workers would never be eligible for those tax breaks and incentives and that their taxed income helps to produce the very tax revenue thats then extended to these wealthy families to extend their empires while we see massive budget tightening at the public schools, increased property taxes, and innumerable other things that decrease opportunity and the orientation towards growth and self actualization.
Meanwhile those same people have to take a bus to work now because their home has been bulldozed or “updated” (triple rent increases now commonplace) and thusly the very same workers now have to spend more time and money to get to their minimum wage, seasonal, part-time stadium jobs that offers zero opportunity for upward growth, professional development, or raises. It produces pure precarity. You don’t have to be a municipal bonds analyst or have a masters in social work to know Detroit residents and workers are losing the stadium, casino, and redevelopment game. Anything that models itself after that is not something we want to be a part of.
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Our landlord is a novice. He has no experience at management or development unless you count, well, nothing. I guess you could look at the money “awarded” to his family in Pontiac where they were supposed to produce 3,600 new jobs in 2010 and not a single job from that project exists there today. That didn’t stop them from borrowing $18 million in municipal bonds that we’re insured against default by workers pension funds. And guess what? They defaulted. They defaulted on other peoples pensions. They would tell you, “Welp, that’s just how the game is played.” They would spin you a tale of social Darwinism and survival of the fittest. But by those very terms the 673,104 people still here in Detroit 2017, and we’re paraphrasing Frank Joyce here, those Detroiters are about as fit as they come, they survive. We believe in those peoples future more than any developer, luxury loft, or pizza stadium. We believe in people.
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What’s going to happen for us in the future:
We are going to sell the hell out of this soup in part because we are officially out of the sandwich biz. As of two weeks ago our soup is available in over 200 stores throughout the midwest. You can find us in most grocery stores that aren’t chains (tell Kroger hurry up!) and if your local market doesn't carry it ask them why the hell not! We are still operating under the Russell St. name for a few more weeks, but shortly well be found under the name Little Pot Soup. We had to change our brand name to protect us from the threat of litigation. Just another fun outcome of this episode is having to change our brand we spent 30 years building. Easy come, easy go.
We ARE going to open up another restaurant. It won’t be the same name, again litigation threats, and it won’t be quite the same. Our goal will be to provide an even more radical pro-labor workplace that will just happen to have amazing food. We hope to be in the Eastern Market. We plan to embed here. We don’t know where else to spend our time. If we don’t end up opening here in the market then we hope we will be an incredible boon to a Detroit neighborhood that appreciates the long term goals we set for ourselves and the value that we add by producing community wherever we land.
What you can do to support:
We’ll have a crowdfunding platform set up as soon as we sign a lease and you can support us like that. We are losing our butt by leaving this place and it’s gonna take a lot to get the train moving again. We could use your help!
Again, go to Facebook and like the page so you can get updates about soup and the next restaurant.
Perhaps more important in the interim you can support the restaurants and organizations that we look to as both leaders in legacy, deliciousness, and social good:
•Detroit Vegan Soul
•Hamido
•Detroit Black Food Security Network
•Sister Pie
•Yemen Cafe
•Capuchin Soup Kitchen
•Folk
•Taqueria Alameda
•Detroit Food Policy Network
•Yum Village
•Trizest
•Gleaners Community Food Bank
•Good Cakes and Bakes
•Scotty Simpson’s
•FoodLab Detroit
Thank you so much for spending these years with us!