Food Service
By Laura Lynn Brown
7 • Food Service
The overseer of meats
at Mehlman’s Cafeteria
would plate a slice of meatloaf
when he saw my brother in line.
The morning window woman
at Community Bakery
knows without asking: cinnamon
doughnut, coffee with cream.
When the angry woman in the wheelchair
sends back her eggs on Christmas Eve,
the night manager who remembers
I had a blueberry waffle last time
cracks two in a bowl, takes
the whisk from the cook
and beats ’til fluffy, teaching,
“This is how she likes them.”
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