{"id":19673,"date":"2018-01-24T17:53:40","date_gmt":"2018-01-24T22:53:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.newspapers-online.com\/auroran\/?p=19673"},"modified":"2018-01-24T17:53:40","modified_gmt":"2018-01-24T22:53:40","slug":"elegy-to-gabriels-cafe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.newspapers-online.com\/auroran\/elegy-to-gabriels-cafe\/","title":{"rendered":"Elegy to Gabriel&#8217;s Cafe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I spent nearly every Saturday of my teenage years with a grouchy man in a tiny kitchen.<br \/>\nMost Friday nights, too, from the time I started high school until I left for university at 18. After that, any time I came home for a visit, my first stop was my parent\u2019s house. The second was Gabrel\u2019s Cafe.<br \/>\nGabriel Schacher gave me my first job, a job that, until now, I never really felt I had left. I could be away for a year and walk into his kitchen unannounced, shouting, \u201cHi, old man!\u201d and after a hug and a \u201chow are you?\u201d, end up doing dishes or making Gabe a cup of coffee the way he likes it &#8211; mostly just a cup of ten percent cream.<br \/>\nWorking for Gabriel made you part of his family and I think people could sense that when they walked in. The place was intimate, not only in size, but in the family photos that hung on the walls. Photos of his kids and his wedding day and his beloved wife Marie Claire after whom his best salad was named.<br \/>\nThis may sound like a eulogy, and in a way it is. I\u2019m grieving the loss not only of this space, these few hundred square feet on the longest street in the world, but of what Gabriel\u2019s Cafe has meant for Aurora. The Farmer\u2019s Market, which has grown to a staggering community gathering place, started with a handful of vendors in the back parking lot.<br \/>\nOn Monday evening, Gabriel would host the weekly meeting for the Rotary Club. I would serve dinner and sit through the speakers, and watching the ways these regular citizens came out to serve their community made me want to do the same.<br \/>\nOn Saturdays, there were the regular customers like the late Gwen and Jack McKenna, who were well into their eighties by the time I met them. Gwen wore the most beautiful broaches and Jack had the kindest smile. It\u2019s been nearly five years since both of them passed away, and many more since I last saw them, but I still remember that they drank their coffee black.<br \/>\nGwen loved Gabriel\u2019s quiche. That\u2019s not a surprise &#8211; everyone loves Gabriel\u2019s quiche. My cat loved Gabriel\u2019s quiche. He knew to take that as a compliment. One of the most endearing things about Gabriel is that he would swear and yell and throw frying pans across the room if an omelette burned just a little, but show him a dog and he\u2019s like a kid with a new toy.<br \/>\nAbout the yelling: it\u2019s all part of the show! That was sometimes hard for people to understand, what with the open kitchen and all. I would bring food to a table and they\u2019d ask, \u201cis everything okay?\u201d and I couldn\u2019t understand the looks of grave concern on their faces until I remembered that most restaurants don\u2019t have a cursing man in an apron in full view of the customers. To anyone who was ever concerned for the safety of the staff or glassware &#8211; don\u2019t worry, he\u2019s harmless. Everything is fine!<br \/>\nGabriel\u2019s Cafe has hosted countless holiday, wedding, anniversary and birthday parties &#8211; even my own 18th birthday because it would have been a proper celebration without him there. On winter nights the glass would fog with warmth and laughter and heat from the kitchen and it felt like home you were happy to be invited to.<br \/>\nI have no doubt that Gabriel has played an incredible role in making me into the person I am today and I think the same can be said for this town as well. Gabriel\u2019s Cafe represents Aurora at its best &#8211; unpretentious, openhearted and steeped in history.<br \/>\nHe is, after all, a very, very old man.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Ginny Monaco<br \/>\nReceived Online<\/strong><\/p>\n<a class=\"synved-social-button synved-social-button-share synved-social-size-24 synved-social-resolution-single synved-social-provider-facebook nolightbox\" data-provider=\"facebook\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\" title=\"Share on Facebook\" href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/sharer.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.newspapers-online.com%2Fauroran%2Fwp-json%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fposts%2F19673&#038;t=Elegy%20to%20Gabriel%E2%80%99s%20Cafe&#038;s=100&#038;p&#091;url&#093;=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.newspapers-online.com%2Fauroran%2Fwp-json%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fposts%2F19673&#038;p&#091;images&#093;&#091;0&#093;=&#038;p&#091;title&#093;=Elegy%20to%20Gabriel%E2%80%99s%20Cafe\" style=\"font-size: 0px;width:24px;height:24px;margin:0;margin-bottom:5px;margin-right:5px\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Facebook\" title=\"Share on Facebook\" class=\"synved-share-image synved-social-image synved-social-image-share\" width=\"24\" height=\"24\" style=\"display: inline;width:24px;height:24px;margin: 0;padding: 0;border: none;box-shadow: none\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newspapers-online.com\/auroran\/wp-content\/plugins\/social-media-feather\/synved-social\/image\/social\/regular\/48x48\/facebook.png\" \/><\/a><a class=\"synved-social-button synved-social-button-share synved-social-size-24 synved-social-resolution-single synved-social-provider-twitter nolightbox\" data-provider=\"twitter\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\" title=\"Share on Twitter\" href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.newspapers-online.com%2Fauroran%2Fwp-json%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fposts%2F19673&#038;text=Like%3F\" style=\"font-size: 0px;width:24px;height:24px;margin:0;margin-bottom:5px;margin-right:5px\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"twitter\" title=\"Share on Twitter\" class=\"synved-share-image synved-social-image synved-social-image-share\" width=\"24\" height=\"24\" style=\"display: inline;width:24px;height:24px;margin: 0;padding: 0;border: none;box-shadow: none\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newspapers-online.com\/auroran\/wp-content\/plugins\/social-media-feather\/synved-social\/image\/social\/regular\/48x48\/twitter.png\" \/><\/a><a class=\"synved-social-button synved-social-button-share synved-social-size-24 synved-social-resolution-single synved-social-provider-mail nolightbox\" data-provider=\"mail\" rel=\"nofollow\" title=\"Share by email\" href=\"mailto:?subject=Elegy%20to%20Gabriel%E2%80%99s%20Cafe&#038;body=Like%3F:%20https%3A%2F%2Fwww.newspapers-online.com%2Fauroran%2Fwp-json%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fposts%2F19673\" style=\"font-size: 0px;width:24px;height:24px;margin:0;margin-bottom:5px\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"mail\" title=\"Share by email\" class=\"synved-share-image synved-social-image synved-social-image-share\" width=\"24\" height=\"24\" style=\"display: inline;width:24px;height:24px;margin: 0;padding: 0;border: none;box-shadow: none\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newspapers-online.com\/auroran\/wp-content\/plugins\/social-media-feather\/synved-social\/image\/social\/regular\/48x48\/mail.png\" \/><\/a>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I spent nearly every Saturday of my teenage years with a grouchy man in a tiny kitchen. 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