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Kiko’s Deli was usually crowded, though Margaret now felt the noise and bustle turned up a notch. She counted eleven people in the line in front of her. A biker couple wearing black leather and knee-high boots stood next to her, and a motley batch of people surrounded her. A few read the chalkboard menu as they inched along in the line, while most thumb-tapped like mad on cell phones.Kiko made the best café con leche in the neighborhood, and Margaret’s habit was to endure the long line by people watching. Clothes, jewelry, and hairstyles painted a portrait and told a lot about a person. A...
The late job interview
Last night, the rain was pouring heavily beating like a drum on my rooftop.The cold like ice temperature growth rapidly throughout the atmosphere, I felt like a human refrigerator on feet; with the hair on my skin standing straight like a porcupine. I was cold and quivering.I went into my kitchen, put on the kettle as it made the sound shhh! shhh! over and over again, with hot smoke air blowing out from its nose while I buttered a peanut jelly sandwiches. After the hot tea water was finished boiling I made a hot cup of chocolate flavoured tea; I enjoyed the hot chocolate tea.Then I went to my ...
King of the Hill
King of the HillMatt SavareseIt was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Uncertainty pervaded an ominous breeze that was chilling to my already icy bones causing my approach to become quick and anxious. I attempted to conceal myself by dodging behind the skeletons of atrophied cars littering the overpass. Taking cover I placed my hand on the car in front of me feeling coarse rust disintegrating under my fingers. I peered through the blown-out passenger window and saw a building upon a hill currently occupied by blood thirsty highwaymen. I took www.onedoor.ccmy rifle and slid it throug...
The Essentials
My mother used to say that quality cookware, a fully stocked pantry, and a cook who wasn’t afraid to get messy were the three essential elements for a perfect kitchen. She rebelled against the idea that the perfect kitchen was a pristine kitchen, the type you’d see on a magazine cover with their sleek granite countertops, shiny hardwood floors, and copper cookware dangling above a white ivory island with a natural butcher’s block top. Fully equipped and fully functional, capable of creating the most lavish feasts, yet these kitchens only created lavish praise for the homeowner’s refined taste....