Things I eat

Mom and Dad had a party this past weekend - or rather, they didn't have a party this past weekend. They were going to have a party, but Mother Nature intervened at the last minute. They made a lot of food, and while they did their best they couldn't eat enough turkey, sides and appetizers for ten people by their lonesomes.

This is where I come in.

The turkey they ate, and put in the refrigerator so that they can eat it again (and again and probably again by the looks of it.) The fennel salad they didn't bother making. The beets Dad insisted on keeping, although Mom says she will not eat them. They taste too much like beets. The chickpeas they didn't make, the cheese-and-crackers will keep. Mom says that she can certainly eat a whole tray of baklava all by herself and actually likes it that way. She was in the middle of making one set of phyllo triangles for appetizers; the other one she skipped. When cleanup began, however, it was late, and there wasn't enough room in the dishrack for all the dirty dishes.... and forgot that there was still a plate full of little phyllo parcels filled with stuff. Stuff that included fish. They were gone all day Saturday, and when they left on Sunday the plate was still there.

The dish didn't smell that interesting on Friday. On Saturday, despite being alone with it all day, I was able to withstand the temptation. On Sunday, the stuff started to smell really, really good. Mom and Dad were out furniture shopping. There was no one around.... so I got up on the counter, knocked the plate to the ground, and ate every single last one of them.

They didn't realize what had happened until they found the plate on the floor after they'd gotten home. Ceramic apparently breaks into very sharp sherds, because Mom cut another finger on one. However, when I eat phyllo triangles filled with fish and tomatoes and capers and olives and garlic, I become.... fragrant. I wasn't sick or anything, I was feeling great. Just fragrant. This didn't thrill Mom and Dad, who accused me of being a skunk and made me go outside.