C-H-O-P-P-I-N-G…
So it went down like this:
Emma was sick for a month with asthma/upper respiratory virus.
Leaving her allergist’s office in Oxford, MS at lunch time, Emma requests a “fancy place,” for lunch.
I agree because a) I like to eat and b) she’s been sick for a month without complaint.
We went to City Grocery where Emma charmed her way into the heart of our server, Jennifer, and eventually into the kitchen to get her first behind the scenes look at a professional kitchen.
I wrote my weekly column about the whole shebang. (Which was eventually picked up by my friends over at HuffPo.)
Someone in my newsfeed recognized Jennifer and put the link to the post on her wall.
Jennifer sent me a really sweet email.
Jennifer’s MOM sent me a really sweet email.
Jennifer’s sister went rogue and tweets the link to James Beard Award Winning Chef and owner of City Grocery, John Currence.
John Currence tweeted back:
I tweeted back:
He tweeted back:
I explain everything that has happened to Emma. She loses her mind.
John emailed me to set up a time for us to come back and asked what foods Emma likes and dislikes. I called her into the room and typed as she talked:
Best Valentine’s Day, EVER.