When I first met Dom at the Round House Cafe, he was under the wing of Scott Carrino, the co-owner of the cafe. He seemed a bit of a lost boy to me, he had trouble getting to work, he overslept, was distracted. Scott stuck with him, and it is pleasure to watch Dom evolve, he runs the kitchen on most days, and runs the cash register when it is busy.

He works hard and is a grounding presence at the care, he is a gracious and welcoming host and a conscientious chef. I rattled him this morning by telling him looked  spiritual, even Christic, like a prophet or a seer today.

For once, he is speechless. Dom has been trying to build his own car from bought and donated parts, and after a s eries of catastrophes, he is giving up on making his own car and thinking of buying one. Yesterday, he rode his bike to work in the snow.

He’ll get there, I’ve loved watching this very nice and competent man emerge. And good for Scott for sticking with him.