His advice: Have
fat reserves.
"Start-up costs are always far beyond what you
imagined," he says. "You think you're going to spend a $100 per bar
stool. But then you see the $300 bar stool and you think, ‘It's so much
nicer and I'm going to make that money back immediately.' That's the
other fallacy." He estimates that Stonehome’s start-up costs, by the
time it opened its doors, were about $450,000. “Also keep in mind that
it takes a few years to begin turning a profit.”
One study by researchers at Ohio State University
showed that up to 60% of restaurants failed within three years, with the
first year seeing the most casualties. (That figure is even higher in
places like New York where the competition is fierce).
Richard Gordon, a Boston criminal prosecutor turned
restaurant owner, came close to calling it quits within the first year.
Gordon, 44, had always been an armchair restaurateur. "I'd see a great
spot and say, 'wouldn't this make the perfect little bakery?' "
When the ideal space became available just down the
street from his house in Boston's South End, he thought it was fate. His
business partner, a banker, bought it as an investment.
"It was too small for my bakery/catering concept, but
I thought I would just open it and everything would fall into place."
After spending hundreds of thousands of dollars remodeling, Gordon says,
"I walked in and thought: This is never going to work." The kitchen was
still only 400 square feet--too tight for catering, and for the chef,
apparently, who walked out. His start-up costs, including buying
equipment, initial inventory, and the space itself, plus paying a chef
for several months as the opening was delayed by construction, came to
about $850,000.
Fortunately, he'd chosen a good name, South End
Buttery, and he'd had the good marketing sense to name his signature
cupcakes after his three dogs, Madison, Harriet and Simon. That got him
buzz-worthy mentions in the local press. But Gordon never sat down and
figured out just how much those cupcakes cost to make. The good-natured
young people he had hired couldn't compensate for his experiential
shortcomings.
"I was bleeding money, wearing all the management hats
and sleeping four hours a night," remembers Gordon. He called Michela
Larson and Gary Sullivan, two established restaurateurs, and begged them
to buy him out. Instead, Larson and Sullivan, who were in the throes of
opening Rocca Kitchen and Bar, also in Boston's South End, helped him
with his business plan.
In many ways, Gordon's mistakes were textbook, they
said.
What new restaurateurs don't realize is that "80% of
the restaurant's success is sealed before you open the doors," says
Sullivan. Developing a unique concept, finding a great location,
negotiating a smart lease, making good hires and figuring out your
budget, all are the price of admission.
Even with these elements in place, says Larson, who
has opened five restaurants in the Boston area, "Restaurants are like
babies. They take six months before they can sleep through the night."
Richard Melman has opened over 130 restaurants
nationally as the founder of Chicago-based Lettuce Entertain You
Enterprises. He says Larson's comparison is apt. "Unlike banking or real
estate, restaurants require a lot of mothering. That's why a
good businessman doesn't necessarily make a good restaurateur." Once the
doors are open, there's a level of personal involvement required that
few people are able to give.
The first Chicago restaurant Melman opened 30 years
ago was so successful out of the gate that he moved to California for
some extended relaxation. After six months, his accountant had some
sobering news: "He told me we'd netted $2,300. I nearly fell off my
chair," Melman says. "Just because you're busy doesn't mean you're
making money, and if you're not paying attention, it can all slip away."
Despite his early stumbles, Gordon, the former Boston
prosecutor, is now expanding. He's hired the right staff so he can sleep
again, and he has learned to stick to his budget. A couple of weeks ago,
he was walking home from work when he overheard three women chatting
about their favorite neighborhood eating spots.
"Have you tried the South End Buttery?" asked one. "I
couldn't live without the Buttery," said the other. Gordon kept
mum.
"It was all the affirmation I needed that I'd made the
right decision to pursue my fantasy," he says. "I don't think I'll ever
go back to practicing law."
Pascale Le Draoulec is the author of
American Pie: Slices of Life (and Pie) from America's Back Roads.