Roses and Chocolates_Fine Dining At 7-11_The Cinco_A Gift to the Past
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Roses and Chocolates
'Gosh... how come making chocolates is such a messy work?' I groaned as I looked at this mess of white and dark chocolate in front of me. 'Maybe if you weren't so chaotic there would be more chocolate in the chocolate moulds than in your face,' Elijah, my best friend, laughed as he wiped some of the chocolate off my face. 'Hmph, I'm gonna act like I didn't hear that!' I mumbled as I crossed my arms, which I regretted instantly because now I had chocolaty handprints on my arms. 'Yeah, sure,' he chuckled before he dripped some red food colouring into the melted white chocolate. He began mixin...
Fine Dining At 7-11
Fine Dining at Speedy MartI pulled my new Porsche 911 into a parking stall and was on my way toward the 7-11 Speedy Mart when it became obvious to me that I couldn’t steer clear of a scruffy, homeless, guy who was standing on the sidewalk hitting up customers for a hand-out. To spare both of us the discomfiture that comes with begging, I reached into the zippered pocket of my leather flight jacket and found three one-dollar bills which I handed to him while I pulled open the glass entry door and walked in.Inside, the convenience store was hectic with working stiffs grabbing beer, soft drinks, ...
The Cinco
The kitchen smelled of beans, rice, and left-over enchiladas and tamales. It was around 6:30 pm. Dinner was almost ready. The Sanchez family hosted a small cadre of family and friends. The tree was still up and beautifully decorated & lit brightly. The fire place exuded heat. The wind was chilly, and the air was frigid. “Oh, boy… look at poor Danny,” said Clarita Sanchez. “What’s his problem? He’s been sitting on the kitchen counter moping and pounding his fists for at least an hour…” Said Anise Sanchez, their cousin. “He’s still reeling about the fact that Santa doesn’t exiswww.onedoor.cct,” said Ronny San...
A Gift to the Past
Sheila Thinks‘What do you get a man who says (frequently) that he has pretty much everything he has ever wanted? It is Francis’ fiftieth birthday, so I have to get my husband something very special to mark his half-century (a term I will not use). I had almost given up, when I got an idea, a crazy one, sure, but I believe it will do the trick. It is a gift that he would never think of giving himself. It is something that goes deep into his past, when he was a child riding on the subway to school and was feeling invisible and unimportant. It involved a fantasy that did not fail to make him sm...