I will never forget the first time Cheryl ate shrimp.   I think it was at the Embers--not sure.  We ordered it for dinner, and then we asked her how she liked it.  And she said: "It was really good, but I did not think it would be so crunchy."  We then realized she had not shelled any of her shrimp!   That gave us a good laugh for a few years.   The best part---Cheryl laughed with us everytime we recalled that story!   She had such a loving heart, and was the most unpretentious, kind person around.