Final blog

I approached this building with excitement.Much talk about this place has been floating in the air. When I arrived at the front door the host said table for one? I said yes, I believe so. As the host took me to my table in front of the large bay windows, I could feel the warmth of the tall round table against the back of my hands as I browsed through the menu. My seat was warm as if someone was saving it for me until I arrived. A bar stool stood across from me at my table, and I can only imagine that it was warm from the beating sun that penetrated through the windows illuminating the entire room with natural light. The place was quite small and quaint. It had this unique charm about it. The display window next to the register had eloquent desserts, and some sub sandwiches that were hand crafted and made with passion. Only a few people occupied this small hole in the wall diner. A couple over my shoulder with one child no older then one, and a group of young adults that were right in my line of site. If only they would hurry up and take their seat in front of me so I wouldn't have to make eye contact with one of the young adults. We would natural look up with our wondering eyes, us being both in the line of sight would make it easy for us to awkwardly stare at each other.  I checked my watch it read 10:15 am, I glanced out the huge windows I was sitting next too and looked down the street in both directions, my face inches away from the glass in hopes to see just a tad further. I was wondering if they would show. I start to look across the street in the crowd of people when I was interrupted by a high feminine voice. "are you ready to order sir?"  She had dark brown eyes, red curly hair and a very soft face. She wore bright red lipstick, and you can see her freckles that were faintly appearing on her nose. A short women, about 5'2" and a name tag that read Nancy. She couldn't be no older the 24 and you could tell this was a temporary job, she was pursuing acting or singing. A creative trendy look to her, and her dreams were vibrant, like a light that surrounded her body. She started telling me the orders, and I told her what my stomach desired, and ordered some water to go along with it. Before departing she asked me if I was waiting for someone, I told her I'm not sure and to go ahead and place my order. She walked away with a beautiful strut, careless and free. I turned and looked up and down the street again. Not a single face I recognized. No one even noticed me as I stared at the people passing. It was just another day for them, and the probably passed this small cafe millions of times, adapting to the faces starring out these windows. I grabbed my water and started to sip on it when I notice one of the young adults making eye contact again. You could tell the expression on his face was wondering why I was alone in a wonderful place like this. I must agree, this isn't a place where you eat alone. You would take a first date here, or make it your local spot if you lived down the street. For me it was neither, it was a place I once heard about, much talk that it was a great place, wonderful and fabulous. As happy as I was to be in a place that was so highly talked about I still found my self seated alone waiting for someone to take the seat across from me. My order came in and I began to eat the most exquisite meal ever. Everything was perfect, the temperature of the food allowed you to eat right away, steam rolled off the plate, and the smell was that of heaven, the smell of the food made your mouth water. Nothing I have ever tasted before. Made to perfection, and this experience was everything I thought it would be and more. I slowly enjoyed my food. In my own world, enjoying this experience I thought of the next time I would come back to get a taste of this place again. I couldn't help but savor every bite. For I knew this would be my only meal at this cafe for awhile. I glanced down the road once more to see if anyone was coming. Again not a single familiar face. I wondered why no one I knew was coming, they are missing out on something great. Something they will never experience if they don't come to this exact location. But would they ever, would my story of this place be so inspiring they would want to ditch routine and try something different? I hope so. And I took my last bite of my food, swallowing it I knew it was the end. I enjoyed every moment. It was time to pay at the register and depart from this magnificent cafe. My plate was so clean they could have reused it right there. Nothing left, I took everything in. As I approached the register I bought a little dessert, maybe this will be a little motivation and evidence about how wonderful this place is. The lady at the counter gave me a small bag for the dessert. As I was walking out Nancy was standing at the hostess booth right by the door. She said sorry your friend didn't make it, I told her It was a slim chance they would come this time. But maybe next time my experience here would be a table for two.


THE END

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