Close friend and disgraced/exiled Procounsel Gaius Derf was called back to Imperial Albuquerque to discuss management of affairs in the province of Salt Lake City.
On Thursday we were graced by the early arrival of his mate and imperial undercover operative, Agent W. AW had other work related meetings in town so we were glad to have here stay with us for a while before Gaius Derf arrived. One would think after the affairs last month the GD would not let his spouse work with the de-I household un-chaperoned. And indeed, this was to be the case.
One of our activities is a day of cooking to prepare a tapas meal. Given the time to sit around and create mischief, we came up with the idea of creating a menu of items for Gaius to choose from that would be guaranteed to be totally unacceptable, deliver these strait-faced and see what was the reaction. The result was a list the included such things as:
- Stuffed pigs feet in vinaigrette
- Butter fried brains
- Squid tarts
- Blood sausage
- Head cheese
GD arrived late on Friday (late plane, what a surprise) looking the worse for wear due to an earlier incident during the week with a bus and an armoire. So we let him crash that night. Our list was lying on the coffee table with the source recipe books.
On Sat we had a leisurely breakfast (scrambled eggs with fresh basil, homemade bread toast) before we headed off to Santa Fe for art gallery viewing. Sitting in the living room, waiting for the women, I see Gaius Derf perusing the list.
de-I - “So what do you think? That’s the list of things we all agreed we’d like but we wanted you to make the final choices of the ones you’d enjoy”
GD – (looking very pained) “I think the fava bean stew would be OK and maybe the fried smelt. What are smelt?
de-I – “Fish”
GD – (Showing the signs of torment as he struggles with a list of choices he believes we all really want to do and he is aghast about) “I just don’t know if I can eat blood sausage. Butter fried brains? Have you ever eaten brains?”
de-I – “Yes (I really have). They’re very good (they are).”
GD – (more pained looks)
While this is going on, Agent W and Wife are looking into the room. GD can’t see them because they are directly behind him. Agent W is doubling over with laughter and has to leave the room to avoid bursting out. Finally I decide to put Derf out of his misery and tell him the truth. Wouldn’t you like to have a mate like Agent W?
2 comments:
That's awesome. See, I knew AW would cause trouble if she arrived early. GD has only himself to blame!!
awww, yum! I haven't cooked in ages. Don't even own butter yet...
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