Old Habits do Die

He was a person of eclectic but predictable tastes. He always came during lunchtime on weekdays and sat at the same table, mostly alone. The staff knew that he must be travelling when he failed to show up. A cup of Sencha Tea, a plate of Green Leafy Salad, some garlic bread- by now the staff didn’t need to wait for his order before serving. He had become a permanent fixture at the café.

One fine day he came in the evening and ordered a white sauce dipped Pasta along with Watermelon juice! The staff was all excited and wagered on the reasons for this change. Fifteen minutes later they knew their answer, when she walked inside the café and took the chair opposite him. His eyes twinkled as soon as they spotted her, and his hands gestured for an additional spoon even before she had settled. Yes, even old ways give way to new for a beautiful reason.