Sometimes a wrong turn isn’t wrong at all. I’ve learned that the hard way, and the delicious way, somewhere along an Arkansas road I didn’t plan to be on.
A missed exit, a questionable shortcut, a moment of doubt… and suddenly I was standing in front of a roadside restaurant that felt like fate had a hand in it.
You know how they say God works in mysterious ways? I started to believe it somewhere between the first bite and the realization that I was exactly where I was meant to be. These aren’t places you bookmark months in advance…