If you ever get a chance to go to Roy’s (Hawaiian Fusion Restaurant)….go! It is awesome. We went for the first time in Hawaii several years ago and go back whenever we have a chance. With the closest location in Hawaii or California, that’s not too often so when we were in San Diego a few weeks back with Steve and Meggan we jumped at the chance.
Because it was the Saturday night before Mother’s Day and they were doing a big Mother’s Day promo, I called the manager that afternoon and explained our situation to him. I said that Ingrid was a very proud Mom, but too much emphasis on that point would be hard for us to deal with at this time.
The manager said no problem, he’d handle things….and he did.
The server was amazing. Kind, attentive, outgoing and he didn’t say one thing at any point in the evening that remotely made us uneasy or uncomfortable. As our dinner progressed the restaurant began to slow down and our server spent a little more time with us and we got to chatting about his pursuits (he’s studying architecture), his background (he’s from Miami and recently moved to San Diego to study) and his plans for the future. You know who this young man reminded us of that evening in a very indirect way. Yup. And guess what was the topper? At the end of the evening as we were paying the bill we asked what his name was.
“My name is Chris”, he said.
Of course it was.
Now, this was simply a chance encounter and we realize there are thousands of young men named Chris throughout North America. That being said, it was a pretty special moment on the eve of a very different Mother’s Day.