Twenty minutes into my stay at Corner Bakery and I’ve finished my chili and the first paragraph of my paper. And I wonder, whatever happened to my sandwich? So I do what I usually do, I take my number and I go stand in an inconvenient spot until someone asks whats up. I tell the nice man that I’m waiting for my chicken panini. He goes to check.

Well, the panini made it into the oven all right…it was the whole taking it out part that was screwed up. He smiled at me as I saw him dump a heap of blackened bread into the trash. “Just a few more minutes, sir,” he said politely. So I broke out laughing and slowly walked back to my table. I LOVE this place! 🙂