Heavenly Cafe

My wonderful wife suggested that I go out for the morning by myself. I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I put a book in my backpack and jumped on my bike to find a cafe that was open at 9:00am on a Saturday. The one I wanted to go to wasn't open yet, but just down the street was one that was open and I had been meaning to go to it for a while now - the Heavenly Cafe.

I'm not sure really why it is called Heavenly Cafe. I should have asked. I'm sure I'll go back again because they had quite a nice looking breakfast menu. I just stuck to a latte and blueberry muffin (served with cream!?).

You have probably noticed at restaurants or cafes that waiting staff are given a little signal to let them know that an order is ready - maybe a light is switched on or someone jingles a little bell. I had to smile in the way they did it at the Heavenly Cafe. It was the sound of a doorbell - you know, bing-bong. I imagined sitting in a cafe in heaven, hearing a doorbell and thinking, 'Oh, someone must have just arrived!'