A year ago my friend Tata told me that she had long wanted to open her own cafe, and I suggested doing it right on the Garage grounds. I made a sketch on a clipboard to imagine what it would look like. Then the three of us — Tata, me, and another girl, Anya — drew a model on cardboard, cut it out, constructed the café, and named it My Melody, after the character from Hello Kitty. My parents gave us the money to buy the first products, and then we began to earn 4−5 thousand drams a day and with the profit we bought new products. Tata is a professional person; she knows how to make lattes, espresso, cappuccino, mojitos, and different teas. I think she learned that from her parents. She used to be the owner and director of the cafe, but now she’s passed those duties on to me.
Every day I write down our expenses and our income, and see whether we’ve made a profit or a loss. Our business is going well, we have regular customers, we have new ones, and we have an idea to renovate the café: build it out of plywood. I think it’s a good time to do that because the Garage itself also recently moved into new premises.