03/12/2024
Greg and I have been touched and honored by all the well wishes and visits these last few weeks. Thank you all so very much. Before we wrap things up Tuesday night, I'd like to share a post from my daughter, Stephanie. By the time Fins opened, she had already moved to Cleveland to pursue a career in advertising, but she loved to visit whenever she came home. Her words put a heartfelt bow on our story:
"After 15+ years, my family’s restaurant is closing.
Going out to eat was a big part of growing up in my family. Dad would take us out to eat to celebrate. But he would also take us out when we got in trouble. I think he figured that most of life’s little problems could be sorted out over a good meal.
Wherever we ate, my dad would make a point to know the staff - the hostess, the servers, bartenders and owner, all by name. He knew their kids’ names, where they were going to school, or where they sourced their oysters.
These restaurants were mini-societies. Little clubs, even families - and he loved feeling like he was a part of them. So, I shouldn’t have been surprised when my dad, recently retired from a career in engineering, said he wanted to open his own.
But I was. “Are you crazy?!” I asked. “Do you know how hard it is to run a restaurant?” I’d spent the better part of my life as a server and bartender myself, so I knew enough about the business to know how grueling the hours were, how razor thin the margins were; to know that most independent restaurants fail in their first three years.
Dad was fully aware of the statistics too, but he ignored them (and me), and opened Fins on January 14, 2009. The statistics didn’t apply because he wasn’t opening a restaurant, he was creating something bigger - a place that felt familiar, where you could have a great meal with people who knew you by name and your usual order by heart. A family.
And that’s just what Fins became. A big, extended family. People met their spouses there. Grew their families there. They created incredible meals and drinks, sure, but the relationships they made with guests and each other - that was the whole point.
That’s why Fins has endured - even after we lost my dad, even after a pandemic that wiped out so many other restaurants. Because this place has always been more than a restaurant.
I’m so proud of my mom and my brother for keeping Fins going through so much change and difficulty. I know my dad is, too. And I’m forever grateful for every single person who played a part in the Fins story, the extended Fins family, who held us up in the really hard times. I never worked at Fins, but always felt like I belonged because of all of these amazing, talented and caring people.
The restaurant is closing, but Fins was never just a restaurant anyway."
Stephanie Landes Burris