Passenger Tales

When I was young, my aunt used to bring us to family restaurants, fast food outlets or supermarket food courts for a treat. She did not want us to be ignorant about eating out. This usually happened during weekends when she did not have to go to work. She was also very particular about table manners. I can remember arriving home before dinner from an afternoon spent at a classmate’s house and seeing the table set with knives and forks instead of spoon. She wanted us to learn how to eat with a knife to prepare us for a fine dining experience. After that, she treated us to dinner at a nice restaurant.

She left for California when I was in high school. I have not seen her since but we have kept in touch through phone calls and emails. It is my dream to visit her one-day. Maybe if I can visit she can take me around the scenic spots in California and cap it with a dinner in one of the restaurants in La Jolla fine dining so that I can enjoy its beautiful sunset. Another vacation to dream about.