At the Flube, Alicia, Amon or Charlie always greets you by your name and knows how you like your coffee or Chai.
On your walk back, a neighbor stops to ask if you’ll be at the potluck tonight, and another offers fresh berries from their garden, or a fresh filet from a fishing excursion that day.
Everyone knows your name, your story, and even your favorite seat at the local eateries. That sense of connection makes even the most ordinary moments extraordinary.
