This place is truly a place. Not just another restaurant to me-it's where I can recall one of my earliest memories. How cool is that?
My memory is holding a shiny green square (ok, of course I didnt know that it was green and square at the time--I was two) but the fact that my brain can pull that out of the filing cabinet of memories is pretty cool to me.
Another cool thing is that we moved to another state not long after that memory was formed, but now that I have moved back to this area in my adult life, I'm only 20 minutes away.
So let me get back to the shiny green square.
Better yet? That same man is still there.
And that same man came from behind the counter, smiled at me and then bent down to hand my son a shiny green square.