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40 years for any business creates memories.

For a FAMILY business, 40 years touches generations of memories.  Restaurant left-overs fed my brother following after-school football practice.  Sis waitress’d every summer.  Even the non-coordinated sibling got a task – Head Dishwasher.  Kept that title 2 years.

1979: Grandma Marie helped fill in at the cash register; Skip’s sister Tracy came ‘n went multiple times during various stages of life.  As one generation grew, the next generation got their ‘summer’ start – granddaughters Ash & Maddie.  Babies now having babies.

One of us even had a wedding reception here 😊

 

MOM.

The single one constant in 40 years of Reubens & chicken salad sandwiches.  Mom.  There opening day.  Still shining, still evolving – March 2019.  No longer chauffeuring 3 teenagers.  Those duties traded for outreach & witnessing to her local Arkansas community.

Marriage, children, grandchildren.  My family’s no different than all America.  Live, laugh, love.  Grieve, withstand, start over.

Generations of 2nd CHANCES, generations of DREAMS.

 

Proud of ya mom.

Proud of your little sandwich shoppe in Williamsburg Square.

Proud of your perseverance, your strong work ethic.

Each of us carry this trait – it’s not genetic, learned by example.  HUGE CONGRATS on 40 years! ❤️

 

 

Fort Smith’s Williamsburg Kitchen celebrates 40 years

By Marc Hayot / Special to the Times Record

 

 

Running a successful business can be difficult. According to the JP Morgan Chase Institute, the average lifespan of a business is five years or less.  On March 18, Williamsburg Kitchen, 4120 Rogers Ave. No. 8 in Fort Smith, defied those odds by celebrating its 40th anniversary.  So, what does it take for a business to last 40 years?

 

According to Williamsburg Kitchen’s owner Darlene Rogers, it is good service and quality food.

Rogers recently shared some memories of the past 40 years, plus how she continues to maintain a successful restaurant in a climate when many do not last half that long.  In order to fully appreciate how Williamsburg Kitchen continues to grow, it is best to start back in the late 1970s, when a group of friends encouraged James Rogers to take a chance on a new endeavor.  According to Darlene, the idea to open Williamsburg Kitchen was born when her fiancé James was out with a bunch of friends and was encouraged to open a restaurant of his own.

 

“He had gone to the Corner House … with a group of friends … and they said, ‘You need to do something like this; this is something that you all can do,’ Rogers said. “That’s what got him started to think about it. So that’s how it all began with him.”  Rogers said she always loved to cook, so she agreed to leave her job at DeSoto Furniture Co. and join James at the restaurant. As excited as everyone was, opening day proved to be a challenge.

 

The first week was a funny thing when I look back, because it was my husband the cook who never cooked, one little girl who helped me that had never waitressed a day in her life, and me,” she said. “Three of us and we opened up this little shop. We did not have the number of tables (that we have today), we did not have that little back room, but we had no experience.

 

“You know how restaurants are in Fort Smith — when they open up everybody shows up, so we just thought we could do this.  It was the most chaotic mess that you had ever seen.”  Eventually, the couple hired an experienced waitress and cook to help the business grow, and things got better. They also opened the back rooms of the restaurant to add more tables and moved the dishwasher to the back of the building.

 

Williamsburg Kitchen also increased the size of their menu.

 

“Our menu was … one page. Now it’s a double page,” Rogers said. “We added specials that we do every day. It was just basically 12 sandwiches and two desserts. Now it’s extensive.”

 

The chicken salad and reuben sandwiches remain the restaurant’s top sellers. Over time, certain items were added to the menu while others were dropped due to a lack of popularity. One of the things that Rogers has always tried to do is look for items to add that were not sold anywhere else in the area. Fruit gems, one of the items sold during summer months, came from something that Rogers saw at a hotel in Las Vegas.  “I try to pick things up along the way and try to incorporate it into my restaurant that you just can’t go anywhere and get,” she said.

 

In 2008, tragedy struck when James Rogers was killed in a motor vehicle accident. The restaurant’s loyal customers were not sure whether Darlene would continue or just close the restaurant.

 

Feeling that God placed her at Williamsburg Kitchen, Rogers persevered, much to the delight of her customers.

 

Today, Williamsburg Kitchen is still going strong. When asked what has changed since she opened the restaurant’s doors, Rogers said work ethics.  “The last two years, I have struggled for the first time to keep employees other than the ones that have retired,” she said. ”[I] get them trained they don’t show up — that is the biggest problem that I have seen … employment has changed.”

 

Another thing Rogers has noticed is that people spend more time on their phones than with each other. That is why there is no Wi-Fi in the restaurant, to ensure that her customers can communicate with their family and friends.

 

In 40 years of business, there are bound to be some memorable moments. Most people will talk about famous or important citizens who have come into the restaurant; however Darlene spoke of a young boy who had just lost his grandmother and hugged Rogers when he saw her. She also spoke about the time when her 13-year-old granddaughter came down from Connecticut and ran the register for a day.

 

The reason for her attitude is that she sees her customers as family, Rogers said.

 

“It is just an everyday event of just visiting with your family,” she said. “I never get up one single morning and go, ‘I gotta go to work.’ I get up and I’m excited about work.”

 

The memorable guests at her anniversary party in March were her first vendor from White Dairy Ice Cream Co. and the daughter of Bill Trisler, who was the restaurant’s janitorial service man (Trisler attended the 30th anniversary of Williamsburg Kitchen in 2009 but passed away in 2012).

 

So, what does the future look like for Darlene Rogers and Williamsburg Kitchen? According to the owner, just to continue to grow the restaurant and be a servant of God.

 

“My restaurant is not about me; it’s where I am serving. It’s His restaurant,” she said. “I just work for Him. That is the way I look at it. My future is right here.”  Faith is a big part of Rogers’ life and she even donates the tips she makes waitressing to the various missions that her church undertakes.

 

Rogers is grateful the Fort Smith community has helped her stay in business for so long.  “I want to thank them for being so faithful and keeping this little business running for the 40 years that I have been here,” she said.

 

Most of Colorado’s Western Slope: mining towns or Swiss chalets.  Aspen, Vail, Breckenridge, Telluride, Crested Butte – all mountain towns converted to European ski villages.  Pricey New York jewelers, fur coats, Starbucks lattes & SNOW.  Stunning to visit in the summer as well – towering green mountains/14ers capped in white – and generally, without the ‘ski village’ $$$ markup 🙂

Destination: Ouray [your-AY].  Nicknamed “little Switzerland of Colorado”; also known as, America’s ice-climbing capital.  Home of Mt Sneffels, backdrop to Saturday’s high altitude marathon.

Halved the 7-hour drive Thursday after work.  Sleeps in Glenwood Springs, three hour completion Friday morn.  Road-trippin’ stops, mineral springs soak AND an introspective faith walk.

Dennis Weaver Memorial Park.  Created on land purchased by TV’s McCloud, took an unplanned left to what became a quiet/centering spiritual journey.  No idea! located just 20 minutes outside Ouray.  2-ton Eagle soaring over a cache of mountain boulders.  Midday weekday, had the place to myself.

Chose 3 rocks from the pile of prayer stones & created my personal cairn.  Native American wisdom garnished each of the circle’s 4 directions – East spoke closest my heart.  Gazed long at the New Mexico-like landscape around me, bushes lavender & sage.  Crushed sprigs of both together, breathed in its aroma.  Hippie peaceful.  Shed shoes & river-walked before resuming Friday’s Ouray trek.  Good to get quiet & head-speak to the Great White Spirit.  For us Christians, one Living God & Savior.

Lodge check-in.  Late afternoon bib pickup.  Two-hour soak at Orvis Hot Springs.  Early to bed?  Well, not really.  Ash texted: it’s National S’mores Day.  Located a campfire, secured ingredients.  It’s a holiday, right?  Gotta/hafta/must.  Mission accomplished ✔️

Saturday a.m. marathon – Ridgway to Ouray ‘n back.

 

 

National S’mores Day is a day that is celebrated on August 10th as a way to honor the iconic campfire treat, the S’more. This holiday is celebrated across the United States – mainly by boy scouts and girls scouts – but can be enjoyed by anyone who has a love of this treat or fond memories of eating it during their youth.

 

 

With no traffic, about an hour 15 to Red Rocks.  Parking closes at 5am.  So…needed to set my alarm for WAY WAY EARLY Sunday morn.  Colorado bucket list item: Easter Sunrise @ Red Rocks 🙂

Late airport return from PA, home just before midnite.  Crazy tired but better sleep than Saturday nite’s rental car snooze.  Quick shower, hot chocolate to-go & layered UP warm.  Outdoor service high above Denver, morning forecast: light SNOW.  Just details, right?

Arrived early, queued for parking.  Quick walk thru the Colorado Music Hall of Fame before finding a seat outdoors.  Blanket & a parka, ready for Easter Sunday – HA! – me & 11,000 others.

Sponsored by the Colorado Council of Churches, the 5 major Protestant branches took their seats on stage.  Mix of music ensued including Korean Christian singer Soo-Jin Kim.  Volunteers passed milk cartons to collect offering, offsetting the cost of this FREE program.  And then…the main event.

Rev. Tawana Davis did NOT disappoint.  Her message: “Resurrecting Hope”.

More perfect?  As Reverend Davis finished her sermon, the sky opened & snow fell on Holy Easter Sunday – snow in Colorado, mighty perfect ❄  White doves released.  Spirit-fed day.

 

Easter Part 2: our family’s annual Mexican Easter tradition.  Not forgone, postponed a couple hours while Papa Bear catches some zzz’s.  LIVING B-I-G this holiday.  FULL day, stay tuned.

 

Russian Easter

 

The most common phrase is Христос воскрес! (Chris-TOS vas-KRES) Literally that means, “Christ is risen!”  Whether Христос воскрес (Christ is risen) is said as a greeting from one person to another or in a service shouted by the priest, the congregation responds with Воистину воскрес (va-IST-in-oo vas-KRES) which means “In truth He is risen!”  Some people even answer the phones with these greetings instead of the usual алло (Hello).

 

 

Easter Sunrise Service, Red Rocks Amphitheatre

 

“Resurrecting Hope” by Rev. Tawana Davis