“Sorry, when you said earlier that you wanted burgers and fries, did you mean you wanted to actually buy them from a store? Oh goodness, I just realized that now. My apologies, we can order from whatever restaurant you want. Shack Shake? Out-N-In?” He started to name various fast foods while looking embarrassed about making that mistake.
“No, no, it’s fine. Well, it’s more than fine. This is… this is awesome. I will happily enjoy this chef-made fast food. Thank you, Keith.” I tell him and he eases up.
The food was amazing. It was so good that I don’t think I could ever eat any other fast food the same ever again and I feel guilty admitting that because, back then, I would have given up my left arm to be able to do so.
Not even a week in this place and I’m starting to have thoughts li
