04/21/2024
as a woman who has dedicated nearly three years of my life to building a business from the ground up, I have faced numerous obstacles and setbacks. Despite working multiple jobs, taking care of my children, and weathering the storm of losing a partner along the way only 6 months into starting the venture, I have persevered with unwavering determination by my self.
Recently, my former partner returned, only to bring discomfort and discord into my once-beloved venture. It is with a heavy heart that I have come to the agonizing decision to part ways. Despite the immense pride I have swallowed, I have realized that true bravery lies in freeing oneself from toxic influences that disrupt the very essence of one's soul.
As I retreat to regroup, to heal, to gather the fragments of my shattered dreams, I implore you, dear reader, to heed this tale of caution.
With grace as my guiding light, with resilience as my compass, I step into the unknown, into a future where the echoes of the Belgian Waffle will reverberate anew. May this epistle serve as a testament to the pain, the passion, the profound love that infuse every word, every flavor, every memory.
In a moment of reckoning, I have faced the hardest decision of my life – to sever ties that bind my spirit and stifle my creativity. The weight of pride swallowed, the shackles of discomfort broken, I stand liberated, basking in the newfound freedom to pursue my culinary passion unabated.
Cooking. It is more than a skill or a livelihood; it is the rhythmic cadence of my heartbeats, resonating through every dish, every encounter, every shared moment of camaraderie within the walls of Belgian Waffle. Each patron, each conversation, a brushstroke in the masterpiece of experiences we have
The recipes and designs that have defined my culinary legacy will endure, transcending this chapter of closure. This pause is not the end but a poignant interlude preceding a future where my creations will once again grace the palates of patrons old and new.
But fear not, for this departure is but a comma, not a full stop, in the symphony of flavors and fragrances that define my craft. The recipes birthed from my hands, the designs born of my vision – they shall endure, finding a new canvas, a new stage on which to dance and delight.
With grace and humility, I leave a part of my heart that will forever linger in the aromas and flavors of my creations. May this heartfelt message convey the depths of emotion that words alone cannot express.
I surrendered this business freely, to gain my freedom. He is now the sole owner of the Belgian waffle shop. I will have no ties to this particular company. But follow me here, soon you can come with me to my new journey.
sincerely, Tara Kobasko