It was my birthday and I was going to the fanciest restaurant of all time: The Giraffe’s neck. I was only 11 but I was old enough to taste their melted chocolate coffee cup and their salted caramel brownies. The floor was greasy with brown hardwood and the tables were white granite. There were sugar cubes in cups of pure silver. Who doesn’t like walking into a room with stained glass windows and curtains around each booth? Even more, the building was so tall, it touches clouds!! Who wouldn’t love plates of gold and the creamiest ice cream? How cool’s that?