So began another conversation at the counter, inspired by another delighted passer-by who'd just discovered WC3.
"Who makes these truffles?" she asked, voice full of awe, poking the pastry case and staring longingly at a dollop of Stranahan's Whiskey covered by dark chocolate.
I tell her Chef Martin makes them; all the pastries, all the curries, soups too - right here on site.
"He's English, and really knows his curries and spices. He uses fresh herbs from the garden for the Dilly Egg Salad, too!"
I feel like a farm-girl, in from the fields, enthusiastically pointing out the fresh bounty of the day. I didn't plant the herbs, or lace the chocolate with orange liqueur, but I'm glad to be a part of the quality floating around WC3.
She asks about a beer and I tell her that WC3 is a non-profit operation, supported by members and membership. That the tremendously healthy food, the wireless, the plethora of interesting and affordable books, even the truffles, are all cultivated and delivered at the best value possible. Membership dollars make it all possible; they keep the lights on, safeguard the garden and keep WC3 the charming, welcoming place that she's just discovered.
I tell her that members get to drink adult beverages, get discounts on our exceptional coffee, enjoy many other perks but most of all, I tell her that her membership will ensure she'll have a WC3 to call home.
In truth, I only alluded to all of the above but she smiled, a hint of understanding in her eyes. She lived just a few miles down the road and said she knew she'd be coming back soon; the next time, as a member.
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