It is Friday night. Yeah, one of those Friday nights. I am cleaning up the Annie’s (cooked with broccoli) from dinner and getting ready to make these treats. Willing to give it a try, learning later they are difficult to serve. Too cold makes them hard to eat, too soft makes them messy. But in the moment it is fun to bang and mash the pots and pans around. I am overcome with a memory and an image. Instead of standing at the kitchen counter in a tee shirt and bare feet, sipping a red, and mixing cream cheese and Cool Whip, I am standing at a bar. Holding a martini, sipping softly and standing awkwardly. Countless nights spent like that, waiting. For something. Or someone. I always felt that there was something else out there, as I stood in three inch heals waiting for it. I looked around, half listening to my girl friend's chatter and discussion. Waiting for that moment. People pass by, smile politely. On occasion, an offer of a drink or a pick up line. That is occasionally. I traveled in packs and appeared un-inviting. At least I have to think so. I never met people at bars. I thought it was a possible, every night I went out and dressed. Applying perfume, eye make up, and cleavage. But it never happened, not that way. Instead I stood there, enjoying the ladies company and laughter. Always darting my eyes and looking for something. Waiting. I think I was waiting for this.
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I'm so boring, I'd almost always opt for the kitchen and bare feet. I too, though, have spent a decent amount of time waiting. It just took me a while to figure out that I shouldn't wait, because nothing else will, either.
By the way, I'm sure those treats were delicious, even if they're picky about temperature.
Yummy. And much better than "waiting."
Those do look yummy!!
I always seemed to want to be picked up but then anytime someone tried my brain said "looser picking up girls at a bar" Eh....I guess this is why I always end up dating friends.
Wow, those treats look really good- how did they come out?
What you desribe, is so in tune with many a Saturday night out with the ladies for me. We travel in a group, which I think can be intimidating. I try to be friendly, talk to new people. It's hard though. I don't know where I'll meet a decent guy.
How did you meet Magoo? Is there a post on that?
Count me in for wondering how tasty those treats are--they look yum!
They tasted pretty good. I would use the large ice cube trays, ours are on the smaller side. As I said, they are best served chilled, you can get the best taste, but at that temp they are messy.
There are a few posts that hint at it. Check out Risky Business.
Sounds yummy- I'll have to try them.
That's right, I've read that post before. I totally agree about risk taking and the complaining without doing anything. Good for you for taking those risks!