Today I witnessed something incredible while picking up take out at a local Peruvian Restaurant in my hometown of Weston, Florida.

I live in Weston because of the A-rated schools, the non-existence of crime, and stories like this.  It’s no wonder Weston is consistently rated the top place to live in the State of Florida!

 I can already tell that no matter how I word this heartwarming tale, it won’t come close to the experience of seeing this unfold live in person.  There are some things that just can’t be put to words, or told to others, that will ever have the same meaning the way they did when experienced live.

The act I saw first-hand compelled me so much that it reminded me of the chief principle of why I founded the Earners Group E-Commerce Mentoring program that I’m so proud of, and that principle being “help one another.”

I only tie the two together because it was a rather touching moment that hit close to home with me.


So here it goes…

I’m sipping on red wine in a quaint, empty restaurant.  Of course, the all-star bartender reminded me it was 2 for 1 during happy hour and strategically waited to make the ceviche fresh!  Waiting for my order of ceviche to be finished, and in walks a middle aged couple of Latin descent.  They approached the bar area, where I was seated, and asked the staff of two about employment.  I’m functionally fluent in Spanish, and wasn’t trying to eaves drop, so exact translations could be different, but I’d like to think I got this spot on as I intently listened yet acted like I was reading the June Issue of the Robb Report that just landed in my mailbox.

There wasn’t any opportunity for employment at the time, but a conversation ensued between the couple, who had moved from the hostile environment in Venezuela, and the bartender.  They told a story of packing up their lives and moving in with relatives in nearby Miramar while they decided on where to reside permanently and hoped to lock down employment.  It was a riveting tale of people who appeared frightened and spoke with hesitation but who were met with open arms and respect by the gentlemen working the bar.

Keep in mind Venezuelans are moving here in droves in recent years, which has fueled the economy, resulting in the opening of many more Latin restaurants, and dubbing our city “Westonzuela.”  It’s very common to see cars marked with the  #SOSVenezuela tag on a daily basis.

The staff took them in and spoke to them like family, telling them of each and every Latin restaurant in the county, and detailing their locations in great detail and letting them know how to get there, turn by turn, so they could further seek employment.  The young couple diligently took notes and held onto every last word of advice and direction provided.  They weren’t rushed, were offered a phone book, note pad, and even water or soda, which they politely declined.

This lasted for about 30 minutes, and it was quite touching in the fact that I couldn’t possibly imagine myself in the immigrants shoes.  They literally left their home country, the only place they knew, to come to a new country and have to start over, presumably.  Without any direction, knowledge, or blueprint, it has to be a difficult journey.

But thanks to a very warm welcome at a Latin Restaurant that I gained a ton of respect for today, this couple now has a warm feeling and sense of community they can carry with them as a chip on their shoulder as they start their new journey.

As a believer in Karma, I’d like to think that this unnamed restaurant is going places.  I tip my cap to the great service they provided not only on the restaurant side, but as humans going the extra mile for people in need of new friends.