This is dramatic, but bear with me haha. I took a test at the nearby Pearson and had the strongest feeling I failed. I walked out crying, and as I was walking I passed by this place. With my full face in tears, I asked what the server recommended. I cannot tell you which bowl I got, but when I took that first bite, I felt love through it. It was weird lol. Like if you eat homemade food from your parents. I ate this delicious food and cried about my test. I was still sad, but it gave me a little bit of solace. I found out a couple days later that I passed my test. I have so many positive associations with this place ❤ Thank you for the delicious food 😊 It was really what I needed at the time.