Thank you to the man, probably a manager, at the bistro I just ate in at LAX. They seemed to be having logistical and supply issues. I got my dinner ordered along with an iced tea and a newcastle. He brought over the beer in a plastic cup and then my to-go plate of food arrived. I allowed as I’d gladly drink the newcastle with a straw if I could just get a lid for the cup since I needed the beer more than the floor did. He shared a nice laugh with me and enjoyed both my lunch – fabulous roast chicken, curried cauliflower and spicy broccoli similar to what I make myself – AND my beverages. I think I could have wandered around the airport with my sippy cup although the airport rules sort of frown on that sort of thing LOL. shhhhh.
It’s the Little Things
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