Yesterday I got a free cupcake. It was my birthday, and I managed to be in the right place at the right time. Being free somehow made it taste better than if I had paid for it. But I probably wouldn't have paid for it. It reminded me of a stop my husband and I made on a trip to Israel many years ago. We were with a group of clergy traveling on a large tour bus (which was much more fun than it sounds—we made lifelong friends in the back of that bus!) After a long day driving back from some sights in the south, we pulled into a stop for a meal.