“…unable to find the words for what is being felt.”
In our small Georgia town of Rincon good quality restaurants have a dismal record of making it beyond their first year, almost as if the lack of grits on the menu condemns the place to insolvency. The exception to this is a yuppie-sort-of place called Baibry’s. They make the most wonderful desserts, Panini, exotic coffees, barbecued chicken pizza! Like many big-city coffee-shops, there is even a back room where people can bring their laptops and spend hours tapping away.
One Saturday I was sitting at a table in the front room delighting in my southwestern Panini, one of my favorites. At the next table sat a couple who stared off into space while waiting for their orders when the woman suddenly asked the man, “What are you thinking?” The question caused him to startle, as if someone had just slammed a door. “What? Nothing,” he replied. This was not an…
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