Tagged: Food (993)

Twister 1027

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

There was discomfort in the room. Not from the severity of the sangria or the heat of the samosas. Sheila blamed mom’s bean dip. And her dad

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Twister 1121

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

She is loath to embarrass him. But she has an itch and she needs to scratch it. Do you know how many calories are in that thing? she screams

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Twister 1205

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He had a thing for opera singers, but the thin kind not the ladies shaped like linebackers. He was also lonely. And ate way too much garlic.

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Twister 1271

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He lost his job because of a ham sandwich with mustard. And the ugly stain it created on Mr. Lee’s pants. And what Mrs. Lee thought it was.

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Twister 1362

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

He acknowledges the tough talk but he’s got a mouth full of peach cobbler. And it’s delicious. If he only had a beer. The mockery continues.

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Twister 1437

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

The family sits around the table eating bland food, watching television, ignoring their collective pain, shelving the truth.Thinking nothing

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Twister 1495

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

There was talk of the end of civilization, or at least civility, although no one knew the difference. But the ketchup was going on the eggs.

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Twister 1591

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

When he heard about the heart attacks he knew the prank had gone too far. And then he promised to never put pop rocks in the burritos again.

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Twister 1682

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

Her skin glistens with lotion, heated by the sun’s rays. Her hand on a cocktail. And then the cries of her son, who isn’t getting ice cream.

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Twister 1780

By Arjun Basu | Published: March 5, 2011

Breakfast had gone badly and the joy they’d shared last night felt like another lifetime already. It’s true, he sighed. I’m a sausage burner

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