The Red Fork

posted by Helen

Yesterday we ate lunch at the Tiptop Cafe. We'd just sat down at my favorite sunny corner table when the waiter brought over our silverware bundled up in napkins. I opened mine and my pulse bumped a little. Into my lap fell a knife, a spoon, a fork with a red-handle and a handwritten note reading:

Here's to a job well done; you've got the Red Fork! This entitles you to a free dessert of your choice.

Such a small thing has the power to improve the day mightily. I collected a chocolate chip cookie and shared my good fortune with Dave.