Busy Cafe

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It's been a long day, one by one the customers piled in the door. All ordering the new cafe blends and smoothies. On a normal weekday were coffee and donuts only, but not when summer comes around. During the summer all the fresh fruit comes ready and available to the cafe. We have a variety of flavored smoothies but our most popular one is blueberry. Here in town people line the streets for one of our smoothies.

It's three in the afternoon and I'm just getting ready to close up shop; when a gentleman walked in. He had to have been about 6'4", with light brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes. He was very country like with blue jeans and a dirty white tee and of course a dirty old ball cap to keep the sun out of his eyes. As he walked up to the counter I noticed him looking in my direction, of course, I was cleaning off the tables. I gave him a bit of time to browse the menu as I cleaned up, then I headed toward the counter to take his order.

"Good afternoon, What can I get you, sir,?" I asked as he was still looking. He finally took his attention away from the board on the wall and not surprisingly asked for a blueberry smoothy, only he didn't order just one for himself but two. As I made his order he looked around the cafe , as if he were searching for something. After he pays for the order I hand him the smoothies in a cup holder, thinking he'd thank me and leave. To my suprise, he took one cup out and put it on the counter. " For you miss, Have a nice day ", he said as he winked and headed out the door.

It had been a very long day and as I finally close up I think about what I need to do tomorrow. I've worked at the Simply Southern Cafe for over a year now and the longer I work the more responsibilities I take on. That includes running it by my self and closing sometimes. but I enjoy it, plus I need the money. I am working on getting an apartment soon and the job is my stability. As I walk home I notice a flyer pinned to a poll, "County Fair"? , I could enter the contest and win the $25,000 prize I thought to my self. I had found my chance at a great way to get the money I needed. But the only problem now is ... I can't even begin to make the simplest dessert. And where would I find a recipe, It's not like I have any hand me down traditional recipes.

Once I arrive at my place I pull out my laptop and finish off the smoothie that young gentleman had given me. I search for local fruit farms with the freshest fruits . As I run across the website for Blueberry Acres farm I recognize the man in the photo, it was the man at the cafe ! . I start to read more about the farm and look at photos of the land . The land was beautiful,  filled with blueberries and a little house , one you would think an old couple built from the ground up them selves and raised their kids in it for generations to come . I decided that tomorrow I would head down there and buy some of the fresh fruit they had on sale , though they owned a blueberry farm there was a variety of fruit freshly picked and on sale .

I closed my lap top and headed to kitchen to fix something for dinner . As my parents wouldnt be home for a few hours . Once I finished eating I started to get ready for bed . I slip into my bed , just then I recieved a phone call it was Josh;my boss I wondered what could be wrong.  I pick up the phone and answer it , he had called to let me know tomorrow I had the day off . I was relieved  , running the cafe and closing it on my own was tiring most days , with short staff and tons of orders daily . Plus I had to clean up after the people who forgot where the trash cans were and that employees aren't their maids .

To be continued..... stay tuned lovely  !

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