But You Haven’t Had My… – #SoCS

Welcome back to the bar. Linda has given us a challenge today for Stream of Consciousness Saturday that is making me shudder a bit. Here’s the prompt:

“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘musical.’ Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!”

OK, let’s see how much fun we can have.

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If we were having a beer, Christmas parties would be all the rage.

“Welcome and Merry Christmas my young friend.”

“Welcome, indeed, but, it seems a little early for Merry Christmas.”

“I know, but we had an office Christmas, I’m sorry, “hol-i-day” party yesterday and I’m still in the spirit.”

“It’s OK, you can say ‘Christmas’ in here, or anything else that you celebrate. What can I get you boys to drink?”

“Cheryl. You can bring my young friend a Corona, and you can bring me a glass of bourbon.”

“I’ll send a Corona out to find her lime while I work on the bourbon ensemble.”

“So, what about you? Does your office have a hol… Christmas party?”

“We do. Actually, we did, last night.”

“Last night?”

“Yes, we went to that new steakhouse downtown.”

“Pricey affair.”

“Probably. It’s not in my budget. Where did you have your office party?”

“In my office.”

“So… not-so-pricey affair.”

“On the contrary, it was catered, and we all brought something special to share.”

“All? I thought it was just you and your partner.”

“We share the cost of a part-time assistant.”

“Oh, ok then. What did all of you bring?”

“My partner brought a variety of Christmas cookies. Maria brought candied bacon, and I made sushi.”

“Here’s your bourbon, your Corona, candied bacon? That sounds good.”

“Ha! You put two cherries in my bourbon, Cheryl.”

“You said you were in a festive mood.”

“Thank you, I like that,”

“You’re welcome. Now, did you bring any of that bacon to share?

“Sadly, no. But, if I have to say so myself, the sushi was the best thing at the table.”

“I like sushi, but I’d take the bacon.”

“What about you, young man? Bacon or sushi?”

“A) I’d take bacon over anything and B) I don’t like sushi.”

“You haven’t had my sushi.”

“I haven’t had Cheryl’s grits either, but I’m pretty sure I don’t like them.”

“But you said you would try them (and if you try them, you will like them). Here’s your seltzer and your ice.”

“You put cherries in my seltzer, too – and even one in my ice!”

“Since you’re not getting any love for your sushi, I thought I’d try to cheer you up.”

“Thanks, Cheryl. But I don’t understand why would he promise to try your grits and not my sushi.”

“You’d have to ask him.”

“I hate when you do that. He/him – I – am right here.”

“Did you agree to try her grits?”

“If I ever have the opportunity, yes.”

“But not my sushi?”

“I don’t like sushi.”

“You don’t like grits, either! Up until a few weeks ago, you didn’t like chickpeas, but now you’re taking two orders of chickpea salad home with you every week.”

“One order is for my wife.”

“But one order is for you. Why the open mind for some things but not others?”

“I spent a year in Georgia, I’ve had grits. I grew up eating chickpeas and I’ve tried sushi. It is possible that someone could make better grits than I’ve ever had…”

“…that someone – would – be – me.”

“Yes, Cheryl, I’m sure. It’s also possible someone could prepare chickpeas in a way that I might enjoy. In fact, this place does.”

“So, then it stands to reason…”

“…No! No it does not! No one can do anything with raw fish that will make me want to eat it.”

“What if Cheryl made the sushi?”

“I wouldn’t eat it.”

“OK, I feel a little less discriminated against.”

“Exactly, it’s not you, it’s me.”

“I’m guessing you both heard that line a few times. You boys want any food today?”

“I have too many leftovers from yesterday.”

“Mmm, day-old raw fish, what do they call that? Oh yeah, bait. I had breakfast at Allegro, but I’ll take some wings to go, Cheryl.”

“With fries and chickpea salad at the end?”

“Yes please.”

“Another round while you wait?”

“Of course.”

“For your information, my day-old sushi will be very tasty.”

“I’m sure.”

“OK, here’s your beer, and another splash of bourbon for you. Anything else?”

“Yes, Cheryl. Can you check the book and make sure that my reservation is in there for next Tuesday?”

“I know it is Dan, but that’s because we had to play musical chairs with a really large group – do you think you guys could sit here in the bar?”

“Would you be our hostess?”

“I would be!”

“Then we’ll be happy to sit in the bar.”

“Reservations? To sit in the bar? What’s going on here?”

“I bring my staff here for Christmas.”

“Now that’s a good idea. Maybe I’ll do that next year.”

“And deprive them of your sushi?”

“Truth be told, I’m the only one who ate any. I’m pretty sick of it.”

“Not fans of raw fish in general, or just yours?”

“They filled up on candied bacon.”

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And, since my buddy is always looking for a good bourbon to try, I think he and you should check out Cheryl’s tribute to Angel’s Envy. Today’s gallery is critters (mostly MiMi).