Jane and I were out and about today, running errands, as we usually do on Saturdays. We talked about lunch and decided to eat at Grassroots in South Pasadena. Grassroots has rapidly become our favorite restaurant. We’ve eaten there three times in the past three weeks. The food is delicious and they’re less than ten minutes from home. You can’t beat that.
Grassroots is actually a health food store, with a small prepared-food service counter inside. They serve healthy, organic meals. And although they’re not exclusively vegetarian, you can always get a great vegan meal there, not a feat easily accomplished so close to home.
On the way over, Jane was reading the menu out loud and we were discussing the merits of our various choices. Would I have the Cuban Bowl again, or would I try the one of their wraps? Or maybe a Vegan Plate with their entree du jour. Jane was thinking the Taco Salad.
We turned into the empty parking lot and looked at each other with panic in our eyes. Wire fencing barricaded us from the storefronts in the strip mall where Grassroots lives. Apparently there was a fire last week and our beloved restaurant is closed indefinitely. Jane spent the next two hours grieving the loss of this restaurant. I kept reminding her that the owner’s losses were greater than our own – and of course, we feel very badly for them. Hopefully they’ve got sufficient insurance and will be able to re-open and soon.
In the meantime, now where will we eat?