Usually when I go to Sadako's, the same waitress always caters to my food needs and is very kind and considerate when doing so. To me, when she's there, it feels like I'm eating something cooked by an older sister and being taken care of by one, because she has that sort of ...aura about her. She was professional as well, but knew how to balance courtesy and the warmness you look for especially on a windy, cold day (which is usually when I go to Sadako's to eat). But today, I went and she wasn't there. Oh well. My waitress today was quite brusque and didn't refill my green tea after I finished. And my miso soup was cold, though it tried desperately to maintain its tinge of heat.
But I got what I went for, which was a full tummy, a nutritious meal, and someone else cooking other than me.
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