So, you may or may not recall my tailbone injury awhile ago. I am happy to report that the pain has seemed to fade away and last weekend I went running for the first time since the accident. So now I would like to know why oh why it started hurting again yesterday as if the near fatal fall had happened hours before? I suppose there is no need for complaining as it seems to be fine today, and my whole body was sore the other day (I think I need a new bed). So scratch everything I just said. It's a new day. I got 9 hours of sleep last night (that has to be some kind of record) and doing good.
Can I just mention that I heart Cafe Rio? And to all of you that live in desolate lands not containing a Cafe Rio, I am sorry, but I adore the place. So much so that the other weekend, when I was feeling all melancholy and hermit-like, but was hungry, I stole away into the night to visit the dear Cafe before closing time. It was one of those don't talk to me anti-social moments. I just wanted my food and to steal away yet again into the night. So, due to the late hour, I was the last person in line. The restaurant was still littered with people, but near closing. I ordered the usual, and Cafe Rio boy informed me that lime pie goes GREAT with chicken tortilla soup....and I had to try it. I politely declined. He pressed, and I declined again (it was a matter of principle at this point). He and coworker continued to prepare the food and asked if this was to stay or to go. I quickly responded "to go". This is what followed:
Boy: "To Go!? Comon, you gotta stay here, shouldn't she eat here?"
Coworker: "Definitely, she should sit right there and we can entertain her."
Boy: " We can dance!" (They both proceed to bust a move in the cafe rio kitchen at this point).
Coworker: "Well? We can sing too! "(both started to dramatically clear their throats and then it started, and loud I might add......" First I was afraid, I was petrified....."
Boy: "...kept thinking I could never live without you by my side..."
Coworker: "...but I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong..."
Boy: "....I grew strong, I learned how to carry on!"
Coworker and Boy (in unison): "....and so you're back! (dance moves) from outerspace! (more dance moves)...."
"I just walked in to find you here with that sad look upon your face, I should have changed my stupid lock I should have made you leave your key, If I had known for just one second you'd be back to bother me! Go on now! go walk out the door! just turn around now'cause you're not welcome anymore, weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye? you think I'd crumble, you think I'd lay down and die? Oh no, not I! I will survive! as long as I know how to love I know I will stay alive, I've got all my life to live I've got all my love to give and I'll survive! I will survive. Oh ho!"
I'm not sure, but I think you get the gist of it.
Needless to say, I left with a smile on my face. Bless that dear Cafe Rio and it's talented employees.
6 comments:
I had some lovely Cafe Rio moments myself, but that tops them all. And, oh, the pain of living in the desolate land of No Cafe Rio, not that I would be able to stomach it anyway right now...
Not everyone could hope to live up to your record of getting asked for your number EVERY stinkin time you went to Cafe Rio. :) But who could blame them? Okay, maybe not everytime, but I bet my left shoe it's pretty darn close to that.
I thought I heard they were opening one in Vegasland.
that would be a miracle. I knew a guy (who I met at Cafe Rio) who knew the people who owned it and he said that they refused to leave utah. They didn't want to branch out. LAME.
I just went to their website and left feedback...mostly that they are so unkind to only serve Utah.
Way to stick it to the man. My little Cafe Rio equal opportunity to eat there activist.
Lousy statists. (You know, like racists? Yeah...)
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