Little City Stories

My life is full of strange little synchronicities like this. I was telling my Dad yesterday evening how much I was craving a burger. Haven't had one since the summer barbecue season. An hour later, I just happened to be on the front porch when a Five Guys mini-van pulled into my driveway. (For those up north, Five Guys is famous for burgers.)

It sat there for a long minute, then left, driving back the way it came from. I almost went over to ask if they had any burgers in the van. Sadly they didn't offer me any and if they were making a delivery, they were really lost. Nearest Five Guys is over ten miles away from here.