“It’s the last day.” They were four difficult words to hear considering what it pertained to. It wasn’t about a graduation, an employee termination, or the end of a relationship. It was the end of a menu. Sure it’s not as serious as finishing school, leaving a job, or saying goodbye to a significant other,
“Come with me and you’ll be, in a world of pure imagination”. You know that song right? It’s “Pure Imagination” from, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. It’s also the song that played in my mind when the waitress, Lainey, placed the first plate of food in front of me. The sound of Gene Wilder’s