Tonight at dinner my brother announced that he was fasting. It was perfect timing too as we were about to sit down to some delicious retirement home cuisine. It's always sort of strange visiting my grandma in that big old folks home and this time was no different. Everyone knows you're an outsider when you walk into a room. Though they may try to make you feel welcome you know you don't really belong there.
I had the tomato soup. It had a funny aftertaste which could only be described as musky.
The ice cream on the other hand was amazing. I very nearly asked for seconds.
I was not surprised to find my brother rummaging through our refrigerator a mere two hours later.
1 comment:
Never. I enjoy eating, I hunger for it.
And I must say, that scoop of ice-cream is perfectly shaped.
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