We've all seen the pattern. A successful actor, a bored banker, a retired athlete decides to "open a restaurant." They have the capital, the name, and the dream. Twelve months later, the "for lease" sign is back in the window. Why? Because they confuse having a restaurant with living in one. There are three distinct species of restaurant owners. The first is the "Dilettante" — driven by glamour, by the fantasy of having a place to call their own.