HAMBURGERS AND FRIES SMELL BEST in a brown paper bag on the passenger seat.
They are cooked by the hardworking longmarried Chinese couple on the other side of Sonoma from the hardworking longmarried Jewish couple who’ll soon be eating them together.
The Chinese couple laugh and make secret jokes with each other in a brick building with painted dogs and banana shakes and secret sauce.
The Jewish couple almost only eat these hamburgers to celebrate. Tonight it’s the last day of school, for the one whose college education began 40 years ago next week, who has sweated and cried and (even) bled, and doesn’t like pickles or onions.
Forty years ago, neither couple had so much as heard of Sonoma.
Don’t rule out anything in a town where dreams come true.