Tonight Teresa and I went out to a restaurant called Maria Bonita’s in Orem. We’d read reviews that described a warm woman, perhaps Maria herself, hugging everyone who enters the restaurant. Some people didn’t like it. But we were excited to experience the novelty of being hugged by a quasi-Maria Bonita, so we went. To our disappointment, the lady who greeted us shook Teresa’s hand and gave me a high five. Sadly, the restaurant owners must have read the negative reviews. Maria, if you’re reading this, I want you to know that your food is great, and I still believe in hugs.