I tripped across that one in an online thesaurus and just had to make use of it.
Anyway… here I be. Slogging through this last weekend at work before the blessed respite of vacation. By gum, but it’s slow going.
Next week comes the glorious trip! My two brothers and I are heading out to sample the finest foodstuffs Chicago and New York has to offer. One of my brothers is a chef and feels he’s getting a bit stale so he wants to get out and peruse other professionals wares. I didn’t hesitate a picosecond before offering myself up as Chief Taster and Guinea Pig. Such self-sacrifice, almost brings a tear to the eye, yes? No? Perhaps crocodilian.
But I also have an ulterior motive, I confess. Our little nephew lives on the Upper East Side, with his parents of course, and I haven’t seen the little guy in over a year. I hope he recognizes me. Just in case I’m bringing presents, that usually works.
Meanwhile, the flow of time seems akin to that of sorghum in the arctic.
I plan on taking a small notebook with me to keep a record of all dishes sampled, where and when, general impressions and so forth. This because my memory is somewhat unreliable about these things. Perhaps a function of age or possibly poor genetic inheritance. Really, who knows? But I would like to be able to say something a touch more interesting afterwards than my usual “Wow that tasted really great! You know, that, umm, stuff that we had in that, uh place, over there…somewhere.”
I could even post some notes afterwards if any were interested. Or not as the case may be.
We have planned some other activities besides dining of course. A little shopping perhaps. Definitely some museum time. I’ve been longing to return to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. As a visitor that is, not an exhibit. I’m not something the populace would care to gaze upon, I’m sure.
Oh! The excitement and anticipation builds!
Meanwhile…
Tick………………… Tick………………………….Tick………………. aughhhh!!!
If you try that, definitely post the details, including how much they set bail for.