Saturday, December 12, 2009

On Love in December, an intermezzo...


The cook dressed up nicely preparing the dish for a special guest. The dish called "LOVE".
The presentation was so amazing, full colors and impressive. The waiter smiled happily and brought "LOVE" to the table. the guest was sitting alone. she looked surprised and was thinking. she wondered if she should have it or just let it beautiful on the plate. she didn't want to touch ot eat it.
the waiter was standing and wondered why she didn't eat it.
He came to her, " Madam, is everything alright? ". she said it's too much for her.
" what you mean? it's enough for lady's portion. we know best for you. " he tried to convince her after he dealed with the cook a few minutes ago.
" OK ! " she was convinced
" I'm just hungry anyway, though i dont want to destroy its beauty" She said
" no prob, Madam. we have many other special creations for you. "
She smiled brightly! She ate slowly, few minutes later, she felt something in her throat.
"water please..!" the waiter got her some water
"are you alright, Madam ?"
" the taste so strange. I get dizzy "
" but i'm hungry. what you think ? "
" follow your heart, madam "
" I want to vomit. now i get stomachache. "
The waiter seemed having no idea what's going on
" bring me menu. telll me your other specials! hurry up !"
" wait..wait...!" she yelled out
" call your manager! hurry up !"
"no..no..wait!" the waiter looked confused. "I'm dying now. call me an ambulace.."
She brokedown onto the floor..

Tobe continued :)