10/17/2026
This is my life. You can’t make this s**t up.
I walked onto a rooftop bar in Boulder yesterday and walked by two guys in LSU gear. I gave them an obligatory “Geaux Tigers” and then I exclaimed, oh my god I know you!
Dawicki. Ed Dawicki. A character beyond words, that bartended at my Brazilian Steakhouse in Baton Rouge (Marrazil) over 20 years ago. And now he owns two restaurants in Florida named, wait for it…Banana Cafe.
The even crazier part is he and his friend were talking about me that morning. Reminiscing about when I went to Vegas to see them compete in the National Quarters Championship and the insane time we had doing things that can’t be mentioned here;)
Dawicki had written a book before he worked for me, basically telling people how to hustle the system and live for free.
He embodied this and was living for free in a fraternity house, overseeing the boys. He orchestrated a hustle where they practiced playing the drinking game “Quarters” all year and would go to a regional competition to win the tournament and the two man team would win an expense paid trip to Vegas for the national competition, sponsored and covered by ESPN. Then they would have two other guys win another regional competition, etc.. until the whole crew ended up in Vegas.
Ahhhh….memories. Blurry, unclear but magical memories, brought back in a moment on a roof top in Boulder as I am here for my son’s CU Family Weekend. Which I refer to as my Groundhog Day weekend, because i don’t ever want it to end.