The random musings and observations of an average wanderer.
This story is what I dream of (short of the spilled ketchup, of course) every time I enter a restaurant.Â One hopes for an attentive owner who will make right anything which may have gone wrong.
Excellent, and Bravo! to Miracle Grill!
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