I was at Mishka’s doing some work and I overheard a man talking to the hostess. The man had long hair, wore a rainbow beanie, and rocked a crop top. You could say he was just the typical Davis hippie. He met a stranger outside, a man with a Tumor. He educated the hostess, and me, that Jasmine tea helps with tumors. He so kindly bought a large amount of Jasmine tea (even made sure it was 100% Jasmine tea and nothing else) and a tea set for the stranger outside. He was too kind for me not to write about.
On a side note, the man that was sitting to my left asked me how to spell “brownie”. A few minutes later, he mutters something and hands me a piece of chocolate. I didn’t do much, or anything at all to deserve a treat.
I’m telling you, it must be the extremely calcified water in Davis, because everyone here is seriously too nice. I love it here.