Marcus: I heard Jan made quite an impression Sunday and I'm not sure she can be trusted around food now.
Percy: Oh, it's about time Jan made a good impression on someone.
Marcus: I said she made quite an impression. The word good was not mentioned.
Percy: Uh-oh, what did she do this time?
Marcus: After church on Sunday, she went to lunch with Mr. M (Mr. Minister), Mrs. M, their three young children and Mr. MD.
Percy: They took along a doctor? Where did they eat?
Marcus: No, not a doctor. Mr. MD is Mr. Minister's Dad.
Percy: Oh. So how did Jan make an impression?
Marcus: She ate Mr. M's lunch!
Percy: She what?
Marcus: She was halfway through Mr. M's lunch before the waitress stopped by to find out who hadn't gotten their food - their chicken chimichanga.
Percy: That's Jan's favorite Mexican meal. A chicken chimichanga with salad, rice and beans. With lots of (mild) hot sauce poured over it. She must have enjoyed that.
Marcus: Actually, she was disappointed. No beans, but lots of rice. And the taste just wasn't up to the usual standard. She was thinking she wouldn't order one of those again.
Percy: But if she wasn't eating a chicken chimichanga, what was she eating?
Marcus: A shrimp chimichanga.
Percy: Oh. So Mr. M got her chicken meal?
Marcus: No. The waitress took the half eaten shrimp plate and swapped it for the chicken one. Jan enjoyed every bite of that meal.
Percy: Did Mr. M ever get anything to eat?
Marcus: Yes, he did get a fresh shrimp chimichanga plate.
Percy: So everything ended well. That doesn't explain why you brought your bowl in the living room to eat in your PDC.
Marcus: You don't really think I'd trust Jan around my food after hearing that story, do you?
Percy: A good point. I think I'll go guard ... er, nap by the kitty kibble.
Hari om
ReplyDeleteBOL... oh Marcus mate - for once it wasn't you at the butt end of a food story! How lovely for Jan to have been out for a meal though - and I had to look up chimichanga as I had never heard of that particular Mexican dish. The flavours do sound very tasty... Hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx
Hahahaha. We all know humans can't be trusted around food ;) Always begging us for our food ... following us around ... yep, those humans are pesky! ~Bear Cat
ReplyDeleteBOL LOL!
ReplyDeleteOh my!! Our Mama can relate, sometimes she gets to talking and doesn't pay attention to what she is eating!
ReplyDeleteROFLOL! Sounds a lot like me...The Hubby calls me The Chipper, like one uses to eat up cut-up trees. Stuff goes in FAST, and there is a buzzing noise...
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious! Yes, better hide your kibble from Jan!
ReplyDeleteYour Pals,
Murphy & Stanley
When it's food, our mom will notice
ReplyDeleteLily & Edward
Well, no beans was probably a good thing!
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I've never heard of a shrimp chimichanga.
ReplyDeleteThat is too funny :) I am glad everyone got what they wanted in the end.
ReplyDeleteThat's a great story but not Jan's fault. We LOVE Mexican food and ate it for lunch today. We get cheese enchiladas with rice & beans. Yummy!
ReplyDeleteLucky Jan, she got a meal and a half! We gotta agree though Marcus you best keep your bowl away from her.
ReplyDeleteWe are pretty sure we would prefer a shrimp anything than a chicken anything. Shrimp are rarer here.
ReplyDeleteHee hee! That's such a funny story. We're glad it all worked out in the end, but yes, keep an eye on your food, pals. :)
ReplyDeleteHugs!
OMC!!! OMD!! That would make petcretary's face red, we bet Miss Jan's was too:)
ReplyDeleteBetter make sure no one gets doggy noms if they are a kitty, or kitty noms if they are a doggy, BOL! MOL!