The chef took the muffins out of the oven. He stared at them lovingly. How cool are my muffins? he said. But nobody was there to answer him.
Tagged: Food (993)
T 6084
The dinner was large again, huge in fact, and I said, I love you but you’re making me fat and unattractive, and she smiled and said, I know.
T 6081
He finishes his tacos and the food court noise comes back to him and she gets up and says, Two more stores, and he says, I miss strip malls.
T 6075
The house smells of pie and I say, I love you, and she says, What did you say? and I catch myself because I fell out of love a long time ago.
T 6066
The cakes are displayed with great care. All of them with raisins. Which I hate. That’s so mean, I say, to no one. Because I had baked them.
T 6058
The waiter carved the salt encrusted piglet and I took out my phone and starting taking photos, and by the time I was done my date had left.
T 6054
Surfing on air. Leaving the ground. Being that which I never was. Or more than I might ever be. I had to kiss her. And dig into her lasagna.
T 6052
I bought the guys a round, and then I told them the truth. She only eats chicken burgers, I announced. I didn’t have to buy any more rounds.
T 6051
The house smells like roasted meat and he says, What are you cooking? and she says, The last meal you’ll ever eat, and he laughs. Awkwardly.
T 6040
I was on a crowded elevator. The fish I’d had at lunch did somersaults in my belly. My boss stood next to me. I might resign now, I told her.
