It was a local bakery I had heard neighbors talk about but never visited. My usual great bakery had sold out of banana nut bread muffins, and I was planning on taking a dozen to a business meeting I was chairing. When the clerk at the new bakery rang up my muffins, she asked me, “Which one of these awesome muffins are you planning on eating?” I told her I had no idea. “Well then,” she continued with an impish tone in her voice, “What is your favorite color?” “Purple,” I told her.
She reached into a drawer, took out a small purple candle, and placed it in the middle of one of the muffins. “That one will be yours,” she said with a big smile. I was stunned.

