Dinner at Blake’s

On our last night of vacation, my best friend, my best friend’s 15 year old daughter, her best friend, and I wanted something within walking distance for dinner. I was done when I saw Blake’s.

With wrapt attention, I told the surprisingly socially aware teenagers about Blake.

Later that evening, we stopped at a mini-mart and there was a homeless woman sitting outside playing with her white tail-less cat.

My friend’s daughter went inside and bought 2 cans of tuna for the cat, 2 bottles of water for the woman, and then gave her $10. All in the name of Blake.