This is a short entry. I only had a few minutes with the recipient, it was dark, and I could barely read my writing when I got around to writing up the blog entry.
It was just after midnight and I was walking home and walked passed the back side of Bistro du Coin, a good French Bistro in the Dupont Circle neighborhood of DC. The mussells are excellent! My favorite are La Traditionelle Mouclade des Charentes – steamed mussels with a light cream sauce and curry. (And I almost never order something with a cream sauce!)
Usually when I pass the back of this restaurant the sidewalk is wet from liquids leaking from their trash containers and I often see some pretty large rats dashing around looking for scraps from the tasty offerings served inside. occasionally I also run across the random employee smoking a cigarette or making a quick call on their cell phone.
On this night I passed Anna who was quietly enjoying a cigarette.
“I only smoke once in a blue moon,” she told me.
She told me she really needed to get back inside to attend to her customers, so I cut to the chase and asked her what she would do with the $10. “I’m going to buy ice cream for my daughter,” she told me. Right then another waitress, Flo, wandered outside and lit up. Anna explained to Flo that she had just received $10 from me. I explained that I was walking by and just thought I would give my $10 to Anna. Flo exhaled a lung-full of smoke and said something along the lines that Anna never took a smoke break. “I’m out here all the time and I don’t get $10. She comes out here one time and…”
Anna said goodbye and excused herself as she slipped in the back door. I awkwardly said goodbye to Flo as she stood smoking by herself on the damp sidewalk.