Jacob Fry
Bio
An aspiring chef talking about all things restaurants, food, and booze. And maybe some food photography. Everything I make is to one day open my own restaurant. Thanks for your support and being a part of my journey!
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Jake’s Take
“Fitz come on! Fitzgerald, let’s go!” My sister had just gotten a new puppy and he was not well trained yet. I was on walk duty today, and needless to say, he would not listen to me. “Fitz, I’m giving you one last chance to get out from that bush” I said sternly to him, like he’s actually going to listen. To my surprise, he did. He jumped out of the bush wagging his tail and looked at me with those big eyes I just can’t get too mad at, but he had this small piece of dirty yuck in his mouth. “Oh Fitz, come on mate” I said grabbing this dirty piece of leather, that looks like a journal, out of his mouth. “Fitz this isn’t yours mate, leave it” I said tossing it back behind the bush, my hands dirty and not wanting to deal with whatever he had just uncovered. As it hit the ground in a cloud of dirt, I saw golden lettering “open me” on the cover and a wrinkled envelope fell out. I looked at Fitz, he looked at me, maybe it’s just that a dog always looks curious but something in Fitz’s look was telling me I needed to open that journal. Taking advice from a dog, unorthodox yes, but nevertheless I grabbed the journal and the envelope and stuck it in my back pocket, I figured I’d look at it later, I had a dog to finish walking and my sister is very strict about her puppy’s walks.
By Jacob Fry3 years ago in Motivation