My friend Luke has this habit of embarking on weird challenges. It’s been 5 days since he had turned vegan. Other than lechering at chicken thighs, and eyeing salmon fillets during lunch hours, he has been doing pretty well. Or so we thought.
On the 5th day of his vegan endeavour, my friends and I decided to eat at a Meat and Co. restaurant. After enduring 20 minutes of stomach grumbling and inhaling aromas wafting from the kitchen, my Cajun chicken burger arrived – a scrumptious patty sandwiched between layers of avocado, mayonnaise, tomatoes, lettuce and sesame sprinkled bun. Generous amount of cheese was enticingly oozing out of the bread. My eyes lit up, heart skipped a beat and tummy grumbled some more in approval.
|At Ribs and Burgers, Stanhope Garden|
“Wait wait wait“, Luke shouted from the other end of the table, just as I was going to wrap my fingers gently around this delicate piece of art.
“Pass me your plate“, he said.
“Whyyyy“, I replied, suspecting his intentions.
“Just pass it on, I am not going to eat it“
So my plate got passed around, while I longingly stared at my food, desperately waiting to feel the flavours burst in my mouth.
He lifted the plate and then without any warning, took a long whiff of the burger. “What do you think you are doing?“. I was on my feet now.
“Just relax Sweety“, he said, looking like a druggie who just got a shot of cocaine.
He took another whiff, this time inhaling deeply, probably trying to fill his whole essence with the fragrance of my chicken burger. But something might have tickled his nose as he immediately sneezed.
Yes he sneezed … on my f o o d!!
And it wasn’t just a cute little ‘Achooo’, it was a full blown ‘Aaaaachoooo’, drenching my beautiful beautiful burger in things that I can’t even imagine. That burger was going to be the highlight of my day. The best thing in my life was now contaminated and defiled. I felt like Ross from friends!!
“Oops … Do you still wanna eat it”, that cheeky insolent ‘fellow‘ was grinning ear to ear, so were the rest of my friends.
I just kept staring at my burger, devastated.
“It’s ok girl, just eat mine if you want”
“That was a Chef Special Cajun cheesy chicken burger… yours is just a loaf of bread with cabbage sticking out of it.”
“It’s called lettuce dear … and your next lunch will be on me.” With that he took a huge bite of my burger, while I chewed the measly onions hanging out of his measly burger.
|Source- Ross Geller Quotes|
This had been sitting in my drafts for a month. Today I finally got around to finish it for Blogadda – ‘A Story Yet Unwritten’