"I Want to Be Left Here"

That's what the kid said as she and I were touring the restaurant after finishing our meal. Between a friendly and helpful waiter, an actual train (trolley car, really) inside the restaurant, mere feet from our table, and a colorful cup with a bendy straw, she decided the Old Spaghetti Factory, Duarte, was where she wanted to spend the rest of her life.
Do you remember thinking that way?
I'm still reeling.

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