Mary Kay and I don’t do fast food.
Mary Kay and I will eat at a Culver’s now and then. I would call it the fast food place for people who are allergic to fast food.
We believe in eating well. We are foodies. We make food from scratch and have a long, family tradition of doing so.
We went to Culver’s. We were expecting some comfort food. We got that but we got more. Alexander welcomed us, waited on us, served us. Alexander was charming, pleasant, and made us feel welcome.
Alexander is accustomed to working two jobs. Alexander has four daughters. Alexander is hell bent on providing his children with the best possible life he can. He is personable and goes out of his way to work hard but also make everyone feel as if they are special.
Not that it should matter, but Alexander is African American and we all know that despite the evolution of our system, despite even the fact that we have had an African American president, that people, our culture, and even the government don’t treat everyone equally.
Women, Blacks, and people who apparently don’t fit a certain mold, have to work twice as hard to achieve what we entitled whites take as a given. It isn’t right, but it is reality.
Alexander made our day, Alexander talked to us about all sorts of things, but more importantly, he went out of his way to make us feel as if we were visiting royalty at the Lincolnshire Culver’s. He listened to our story and we listened to his. A dining experience that we were thinking was just another fast food adventure, turned out to be something special.
You just never know when that will happen. Despite the way I feel about living in the era of Trump, I now have a better feeling about things. Thank you Culver’s and Alexander. Not only did we get food for our stomachs, we also got food for our souls.