The last time I went to Monument Cafe, I took my mom by there, after taking her to a doctor's visit, about two months before she went to be with Jesus.
She was terminal and didn't have much appetite but there was something on the chalk board that appealed to her. Something weird like King Ranch Chicken Casserole or something.
The waitress said it was all gone so my mom settled for something else. It was okay but nothing really exciting.
As we waiting to get our credit card and final receipt back, the very same waitress brought plates of King Ranch Chicken Casserole to the table next to ours.
So... you know... they can go to hell.