Twenty years ago last night, Motor Man and I had our first date. We celebrate the date every year.
The restaurant we ate at that night closed several years ago, the building has been demolished, and now a Krispy Kreme doughnut shop is located on that site.
So, last night, Marshall joined us at a nearby steakhouse where we enjoyed a nice dinner. Then we went to that Krispy Kreme. Just because.
When we went to the counter to order our doughnuts, the cashier asked me about our camera: “who’s the photographer?” I told her the story: 20 years ago was our first date, that night, we had eaten at a restaurant located there, and every year on that date, we return. And I brought the camera so we could get a picture.
She thought that was such a sweet story. A few minutes after we sat at our table, she walked over with two cups of coffee “on the house” and wished us a Happy Anniversary.
I donated my coffee to Marshall.
See the young lady (wearing the hat) in the background? She’s the one who surprised us with the coffee. Such a thoughtful gesture on her part.
Good company, good food and a surprise act of kindness made for a nice evening of celebrating 20 years.
~These Days Of Mine~