A taste of normal times

I love food.

I could end this post there, but I won’t.

I think I’ll use the rest of it to say thank you to those in the food service industry who have continued to give customers some sense of normalcy.

When I am on a diet, my lunch breaks consists of trips to fast-food places to get a Diet Dr. Pepper.

Every day, the people who work at those places are there.

They wear masks and gloves now, but they’re the reasons people still enjoy Big Macs, Baconators and Bojangles.

I appreciate them more than I appreciate the cheeseburgers and French fries they hand me at supper before they tell me to have a good night.

Sometimes, I’ll get a pizza, some fried rice or other fare from local restaurants.

I can’t go dine inside, but they are still there and happy to supply favorites on days I decide to cheat on my diet.

Some restaurants are closed, and when they open I’ll be back.

Many of the restaurants in town have shifted to take-out and delivery, and I’ve done my best to support them with my patronage.

One gave my family free meals the other night, and we appreciate it.

We ate there again the next day and paid.

People who work in restaurants work hard, and I just wanted to take a moment to thank them for their efforts to make sure we still have a taste of normal times.

This post is a response to Sue’s prompt, which is “food.”