Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Quite An Impression

Percy:  What are you doing in your Private Dining Car, Marcus?  As soon as Jan served your breakfast, you picked up your bowl and left the kitchen. 


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.
 



17 comments:

  1. Hari om
    BOL... 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

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  2. 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

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  3. Oh my!! Our Mama can relate, sometimes she gets to talking and doesn't pay attention to what she is eating!

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  4. ROFLOL! 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...

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  5. That is hilarious! Yes, better hide your kibble from Jan!

    Your Pals,

    Murphy & Stanley

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  6. When it's food, our mom will notice
    Lily & Edward

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  7. Well, no beans was probably a good thing!

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  9. I've never heard of a shrimp chimichanga.

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  10. That is too funny :) I am glad everyone got what they wanted in the end.

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  11. That'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!

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  12. Lucky Jan, she got a meal and a half! We gotta agree though Marcus you best keep your bowl away from her.

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  13. We are pretty sure we would prefer a shrimp anything than a chicken anything. Shrimp are rarer here.

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  14. Hee 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. :)

    Hugs!

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  15. OMC!!! OMD!! That would make petcretary's face red, we bet Miss Jan's was too:)


    Better make sure no one gets doggy noms if they are a kitty, or kitty noms if they are a doggy, BOL! MOL!

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