I have a personal favorite restaurant on the other side of town. It is a beautiful place and the environment is divine. The first meal i had there, it was as though the chef just sliced a piece of heaven and placed it on my plate. I got hooked on that dish; so much that on subsequent occasions it almost did not occur to me that they could have other dishes. Every time i went to that restaurant it was law that i indulge in this dish whether rain or sunshine. I no longer had to verbalize my intention or even get a menu; as long as i stepped foot in that place it was a given that i'll have my usual . Foolish as it may seem, i refused to have it any other way_for years. The flip side though is that with time, i had neither anticipation nor expectation about my routine trip to the restaurant. I'd been around long enough to know all about the restaurant better than i knew the back of my hand - or so i thought. From one random social inter...
Imagine a restaurant where access to the premises was only a faith-enveloped confession....and everything else was yours to partake for free!!