I got sucked into a Sushi night with fellow gluttonnoshers Captain Vino, Empress of Catan, Ghost Whisperer and the Freckled Banker.
We ate scads and scads of sushi, faux sushi, miniature steak dishes and shrimps of every description.
We talked about the prices of things. We offered amusement over re-configured pop culture sound bites and cute giggly sex-puns and - that's really all. And then we paid the bill - or so we think.
I recalled the Steward of Gondor gobbling his feast while the sons of Gondor marched to their deaths.
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