Monday, December 11, 2006

Dark Ketchup

Imagine my disappointment, looking down at a lumpy fried graveyard of potatoes and bloated raisins. With my own hands, I had ruined my work, and tossing it out was all I had left to do. Hot meals were not always easy to come by, but this day, I had found three raw potatoes at the bottom of the refrigerator. I decided to make French fries.

Not to rush, I scanned the kitchen for everything I would need. The cooking oil was on the counter, next to the salt and pepper. The iron skillet was in the sink, and an unopened bottle of ketchup was on the top shelf. I smiled, ready for phase two.

Next, I carefully peeled each potato, slicing them with precision, and put the pieces in a large white plate. Then I placed the plate on the stove while I preheated the cooking oil in the large black skillet. Hunger began to fade with anticipation.

Once the oil was hot enough, I poured the slivers of potatoes into the skillet, and washed the plate to the sound of running water and sizzling fries. Not to waste time, I quickly dried off the plate and climbed to retrieve the bottle of ketchup from the top shelf.

I watched the fries come to a golden brown, and then transfer them to the waiting plate. I had carefully laid out my plan; that I would enjoy my meal in front of the TV, but I should have paid closer attention to my instincts.

Something whispered that the ketchup was too dark, but I did not listen. I simply broke the lid, turned the bottle upside down above my fries, and began smacking its bottom. On the third smack, brownish-red ketchup and bloated raisins poured out over my fries.

On closer examination, my heart sank with the knowledge that the raisins were the bloated corpses of once imprisoned cockroaches.


Moonlights said...

I am continually amazed at the image my mind 'sees' when reading your blog. You paint a story well. Are these recollections or creativity @ it's best?

Cath said...

Joyeux Noël à tous les amis de ici !!!
Amour joie et beauté de Paris :)

Cath said...

Gene, I see your face on my blog but not your words and I am very triste (sad :) >>> please let us know (in English, no problem) what is the most stupid gift you ever got for Xmas ?

Sorry about this silly game but I have a brain cold (at least, I have a brain, even if in pain :) and I cannot produce anything better than that @ the moment.

Weather too mild, catch plenty of terrible bacterias from everywhere, ouaf !

Otherwhise, still Amour joie et beauté de Paris :)

James said...

You write your ass off, I love it but gross on your rasins. I would love for you to comment on my post whitewomen and blackmen. Happy new year

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