Eff is giving us a treat today by taking us to his office’s recreational club and he would not stop bragging about how awesome his office is. Its Sunday, we’re always in the mood for Brunch today and if it’s buffet, all the better!
I usually do not like to order the Chapman because people hardly get it right but with no other cocktail on the menu, I had no choice….. one Chapman for me, one chapman for Kay and water for Eff.
Eff got his water while we waited and waited for our Chapman’s to arrive; with how long it was taking you would think the ingredients were just being imported. We finally got tired of waiting and decided to hit the buffet stand, filling our plates to compensate for the long Chapman wait…. For me it was anything but rice; I was feeling adventurous and not in the mood for rice so I had baked potatoes and vegetable salad and so did Kay but of course boring Eff stuck to basic rice.
My love life seems to have been coming up in conversations a lot lately so it was not all that surprising when our marriage conversation veered towards me, well my exes actually but still about me right? You know how you are dating someone and you all are talking about marriage, counting how many kids you want to have, girls be scribbling ‘Mrs ……’ on notebooks, I would have said what guys do but I have no idea. Talking with Kay and Eff about all the exes we had discussed marriage with made me realize how fleeting romance is and how fast we can change. Eff had no stories to tell, while Kay had one, for me I had four…. four different stories of love lost, four times I had dreamt up my fairy tale wedding and four times I had gotten my heart broken. Well three and half if I’m to be frank because the fourth time I walked away and stopped hurting. Kay wanted to know about the longest, the longest was 3 years, 3 years of laughter, warnings from friends, sacrifice and cheating rumors only to come to an abrupt end like when someone cuts the power and the lights go out – there was no flickering, no gradual fade, it was just one moment he was here and the next moment….. POOF!
I think the restaurant got the heartbreak memo, because one hour, two ‘its almost ready’s and half a meal after we ordered our drinks, the waiter shows up to let us know Chapman was unavailable. And so it was that we ate the rest of our meal in gloom, wallowing in the heart break….. thank God there was cake, else it would have been rather sad brunch.
And so it was that once again, food saved the day…… well cake actually, but same difference