No such thing?

They say there's no such thing as a free lunch, but if the acting restaurant manager happens to be your daughter the impossible can happen. The envelope contains complimentary tickets meant for a promo VIP event for local businesses, which I'm not, although I'd love to eventually do something with photography or Reiki or both (before and after treatment portraits perhaps? Wrecked and Rejuvenated?). On reflection I probably did a little to earn my free lunch: 24 years of raising, teaching, supporting through the good and bad times, paying for umpteen school trips, holidays and university course....

The Cinnamon Waffle Crunch pictured was to die for.