We were finishing dinner, and heard the boom of fireworks. We walked towards the Omni Grove Park Inn, and stood in awe as display after display mesmerized us. A pickup truck pulled up beside us on the street. They set up chairs in the bed and watched the lights, oohing and aahing with each explosion. When it was over, they commented it was an appetizer for tomorrow’s show. I prefer to think of them as an amuse bouche, preparing our palate for what’s to come.