Saturday night I splurged and bought myself dinner after work. Georgia was serving a large party, so another of my favorite servers/adopted children took care of me. Every time he came by to check on me, my mouth was full of amazing Herb-encrusted Salmon or fettuccini Alfredo, so I was reduced to pointing and nodding.
I was sitting at a table for two, and there was an empty chair at my table, so I had a steady stream of servers and bussers who came for brief visits during dinner. I am so blessed to be part of the team at Olive Garden 1630, where “When you’re here, you’re family” is not just an empty slogan.
And my Sicilian Cheesecake is waiting here at my computer for me right now.