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Many moons ago, when our now-grown daughters were in grade school, we would occasionally go out to a family-friendly (spelled inexpensive) restaurant for dinner. All three of the girls liked Shirley Temples and it was a safe bet that they would be asking for them.
On one of our excursions, a daughter asked for extra cherries. I interjected that the waiter could decide what constituted “extra” for the girls, but they were in charge of how big a tip I would be leaving, so it would be up to him.
Needless to say, the girls got to share a bowl of maraschinos and the waiter was rewarded for his simple, yet wise decision.
Just another memory from the good ol’ days and I’m looking forward to getting to take the granddaughter out for dinner.