The Good Fairy is Jewish And Other Secrets

Yesterday, while having coffee and pastries at Michelle Marie's Patisserie and enjoying the light through the front windows, the smell of coffee and sugar and a few dancing children who seemed delighted to be out and about on a Saturday morning, The Good Fairy walked into the shop.

Through the front door came a glittering image replete with crown, scepter and a brilliance that belied the analytical brain of a petite woman in a small town in northern California who feels that her dreams just don't come to fruition. The GF floated past the shop's patrons anointing and tapping people along the way while our hero sat transfixed.

When the glittering apparition came upon our troubled wee one, she said "I have been looking for you for months!" and the GF tapped her lightly on the right temple, smiling and beaming and moved on to the next humans consuming expensive french pastry and strong coffee. Magic can happen just when you aren't ready. Ok, I am ready! Really!