It's funny how things come to you. The other day I flashed back to when I was a kid and spending time with a woman who I called "Aunt" Winnie. (She wasn't a blood relative, but you know what I mean) This came about as I was listened to a sermon about bread. That may sound strange but the particular passage that was being used (John 6:35, 41-51) mentions a lot! (Check it out for yourself!) The priest spoke in great length about bread, particularly how it was important at his family's table. He reflected back on a restaurant where he went with his family called The Afton. When he mentioned that restaurant a light just went off in the back of my head. I remembered that I had gone to the same restaurant several times; always (only) with "Aunt" Winnie. I hadn't thought about that in years because wasn't a restaurant that was really close by to my home. (And it turns out it no longer exists...replaced by a bank. Ugh!) Then he mentioned the restaurant's sticky buns memories from 30 or more years ago came flooding back.