Darbster’s is the name of a little vegan restaurant that we first heard about at the dog park. Strangely enough, hearing about it there is fitting; it’s named after the owners’ dog and all dogs are welcome.
We first went there a month ago, for lunch, and sat on the outside deck that overlooked a canal. Naturally, we took Noah, our golden retriever. Our table was the only one without an umbrella and it was uncomfortably hot. We decided our next visit would be in the evening, when it would be cooler.
So this evening we head over there with Noah and all the tables on the outside deck were taken. I went into the covered area to ask a waitress if we could bring Noah inside.“Of course! Dogs are welcome anywhere in the restaurant!”
As I return to the porch to tell Rob, I’m surprised to see him talking to our old friend, Bess De Farber, who lives five hours north of us. She’s with her new partner, Glen, and the two are here for relaxation and fun for Labor Day weekend. The four of us head inside for dinner together. Here’s where the synchros started happening.
Our only other time at this restaurant, which isn’t near our house, we ran into a woman who had taken Rob’s last meditation class, and hadn’t seen her since. We met Bess years ago when she attended Rob’s yoga classes. So, for such a tiny restaurant, which seats less than 50 and is a thirty-minute drive from our house, what are the odds that we would run into someone we know both times we’ve been to this place?
Bess’s daughter, Cassandra, was one of Megan’s teachers in high school, attended the same college that Megan did – New College, in Sarasota. It turns out that Glen’s son, Morgan, also attended New College. The school only has about 800 students and is considered the honor college in Florida’s public university system. Again what are the odds?
While we’re sitting there over dinner, talking about the synchronicity of our kids having attended New College, Bess suddenly mentions a jam she found called Robert Is Here. Rob and I look at each other, both of us thinking the same thing: is she referring to the Robert Is Here story in 7 Secrets of Synchronicity?
This story was one of the first we posted on our blog in February 2009. The gist of it is that we were staying at my agent’s home in the keys and two friends had joined us – both of them named Robert: Robert from Minneapolis, whom we call Rabbit and Robert from Stuart, whom we call Tacayo. Rob opened the fridge to look for some jelly for our English muffins – and found a jar of jam called, Robert Is Here. Well, yes, universe. There were three Roberts.
It turns out that Bess is interested in reading our synchro book, but hasn’t had a chance yet. So she wasn’t referring to anything in the book. She had found the jam somewhere and was using it in creative ways with vegan recipes.
She also told us how the jam got it’s name. When Robert was young, his parents who owned a fruit and vegetable farm in Homestead, Florida sent the boy out to the corner with a box of fruit. He stayed for a few hours, but no one stopped. So the next day his mother decided to make him a sign. Oddly enough, instead of fruit for sale, it read: Robert is Here. Eventually, that became the name of Robert’s own fruit and veggie stand, and the brand name on his home-made jelly.
So, it looks as if Darbster’s is some sort of synchro magnet and the food is fantastic, the prices reasonable. I think we’ll be returning soon!