"It all started a few Thanksgivings ago in
Woodside, CA ... "
I was at Alice's Resturant sittin' at the
counter, drinkin' coffee, eatting eggs and buttermilk pancakes. My
dog, an old black lab named Lauren, was staring at Alice's cat who
was curled up under an empty table across the room.
A stranger sitting next to me was telling me all about a book he
was writing, something about a last dance, and a high school
prom.
I was checking coordinates on my GPS. 'There isn't a cache within
.1 miles of this place', I thought to myself. 'Alice's needs a
cache'.
So I paid my tab and headed out to hide a cache. Right here at
Alice's. And that's just what I did.
So now, like they say, you can get anything you want (even a cache)
at Alice's Restaurant. Well, everything except Alice, that
is....
