American Flatbread + Flatbread Kitchen
Friday, October 31 & Saturday, November 1, 2003
Tonight’s menu and baking are dedicated to:
If you don’t yet know who Paul Sayler is, look for the guy in yellow hanging out by the oven. (Tonight’s trivia: Which Wizard of Oz character is he supposed to be?) Paul has been our General Manager since American Flatbread at the Marble Works opened two summers ago. His hard work, commitment, compassion, creativity and good-heartedness has brought us a long, long way. As he prepares to shift his attentions farther north, and closer to his own home, we would like to invite you to celebrate this exciting milestone in his life and thank him for…well, just being Paul.
Paul knows good beer, good wine, good books, good film, good philosophers, good music, and good friends when he sees them. He also bakes a mean Flatbread. When I first met Paul, he listened so carefully that I learned to pay more attention to what I was saying. I also learned that patience truly is a virtue, especially when coupled with a great sense of humor.
Last spring, when I was preparing for a cross-country trek to New Mexico, Paul loaned me maps and guidebooks denoting the best hot spring spots, not to mention a small portable library, including works by Edward Abbey, Italo Calvino, and T.H. White. It is in his nature to think of others, to assume the best, to look on the sunny side, and to live true to his beliefs. It is people like Paul who inspire hope.
As he prepares for this next chapter, we here at the Marble Works have one request: Do not be a stranger, Paul. I borrowed Edward Abbey’s words of advise:
Do not burn yourself out. Be as I am–a reluctant enthusiast…a part-time crusader, a halfhearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourself and your life for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it is still there. So get out there and explore the forests, encounter the grizz, climb the mountains, bag the peaks. Run the rivers, breathe deep of
that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, that lovely mysterious and awesome space. Enjoy yourself, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much: I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those…..people with their hearts in a safe deposit box and their eyes hypnotized by (the status quo). I promise you this: You will outlive the bastards.
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