The foodie

This really happened.

She: You know, I’m a big time foodie! 

He lights up when he hears that. Looks across table.

He: This restaurant comes highly recommended.

She: But it’s a no- no for red meat, also dairy.

He: Oh! Okay. Lets try South Indian

She: Gosh! spice & masalas – they burn me up.

He: (smiles)They do a mean Goan fish curry. 

She:  Fish at times activate my allergies. So (sad face) I’ll pass. 

He: (nods) Sometimes its best to stick to salad.

She: Oh Salad sure!! 

He: (relieved) Alright. 

Searches for the waiter. When she makes a comeback.

She: You know, I eat salads only on weekends.

He: What? 

She: Yeah – all the water in them bloats me up the next day. 

Exasperated he asks

He: Why are we even meeting for dinner? 

She: (lights up) because I’m a big time foodie.

He gives up, puts fork down.

Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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