I could love it or hate it

So I'm is San Francisco to 1) hang out with my girlfriend, 2) see the parents, and 3) take a static trapeze class with a really cool teacher.

But that's not the point. The point is that after class today (Saturday), my friend and I went to a local cafe to get some food. It was called "Cafe Gratitude," and it was so...well...let me explain.

It was pretty much an organic cafe, which was fine, because I was in a mood for a good salad. The names of all the foods on the menu stared with "I am", like "I am warm," "I am Giving," and "I am Hot Stuff". So, when you order, you tell the waiter. In my case, I got the "I am Dazzling," which is their version of a Caesar salad. So the waiter repeats the order, saying "You are Dazzling." And when the food comes to you, they repeat it again. They're holding a plate and asking "You are Dazzling". And I answered with a hearty "Yes I am!"

And they have inspirational cards on the table with words of wisdom, gratitude, and stuff like that, and there were inspirational paintings on the wall, saying stuff like "Accept your beauty," or something of the kind.

At first, I was kind of making fun of it. I thought, "Damn, I just want to eat."
But I was in a good mood, so I started to really get into this hippy-dippy stuff. It felt kind of good. The waitress asked "So, what are you celebrating about yourself today?" And I just got out of a good workout, so I said "My strength."

There was no attitude with the staff. They seemed genuinely gracious and helpful, and after a while, it kind of rubbed off on me.

Mind you, if I was having a bad day, I would have not hesitated to shoot up the place. With a gun. Wait, if I was having a bad day, I think I'd just avoid that place. But if you are feeling pretty good, that's a pretty decent place to go.