Bear with me for a little (for me) life changing story...
I've gotten pretty used to the poor and homeless outside even the fanciest grocery stores in L.A. asking for money. As someone who never carries cash, it's easy to tell them no.
But tonight, as I left the market, there was this old woman, maybe she was 60, maybe she was 80, and as I walked to my car, I heard her say to the sidewalk, "I'm just so hungry."
I had to stop. "What would you like to eat? A sandwich?"
"Chicken Noodle Soup. I'd love some of that Chicken Noodle Soup!"
"Which kind?" I asked, wondering if she wanted a can of Campbell's.
Her face brightened, "Oh, that wonderful soup from the soup bar!"
Not sure where the soup bar was, I asked, "Can you come with me and show me?"
She said, "Oh, no...they don't let me in there."