Ode
to Skool Lunch
I
was working downtown when
I
first met you And you
were
fabulous!
You
welcomed me with
your
awesome deliciousness.
How
your scents penetrated in
my
nose and I thought I had
found
true love, but alas I
did
not visit you often.
Oh,
I wanted to –
I
wanted to savor the succulence
on
a daily basis –
only
there was a hole in my wallet.
I
was allowed to visit just
once
in a while and you were
always
so good to me. But you
always
left me wanting more.
How
I craved for that
Wonderful
chicken salad and
baked
goods that would
satisfy
my pallet.
Years
passed. I was
no
longer downtown but
at
the other end of the valley.
Imagine
my delight when
I
found you near my work.
Good
food. Good company.
I
introduced you to
my
friends. We saw you just
a
few times but still
not
often.
And
then I got married. My
finances
went down and
I
couldn’t visit you as often.
But
I did introduce you to
my
husband eventually.
We
saw you at least a
couple
of times – usually at
somebody
else’s expense.
It’s
been a while -
a
very long while and so
we
decided to visit you today
Only
to learn that you are gone.
The
economy killed you as
with
so many others. And there
was
a pang in my heart.
Truly.
Because
we had never had
the
intimate relationship that
I
so desired. Had I known that
your
death would be today, I
would
have paid my final
respects
to you yesterday –
To
taste of your goodness just
one
last time. To have
a
great last memory of your
wonderfulness. Instead my last
memory
of you will be a
note
on the door informing all that
you
closed at all locations on
August
31, 2012.
As
I write this loving tribute, there is
a
tear in my eye.
The
economy bites big time. Well,
that
is one reason why we haven’t
seen
you. It hit us long before it
hit
you. We understand. That doesn’t
make
it any easier.
Good-bye
my flavorsome friend.
KFRALC
KFRALC
Boo! I liked Skool Lunch. Sad.
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