MY FIRST BLOG (Chapter 5)

by Waldorfia Tomosky              

Friday Night (Continued)

My escort then asked if I had ever blogged anyone before. I made it clear that I had not. I was starting to wonder where this conversation was heading.

The situation was defused when the waiter showed up at a most opportune time.

‘Açorda de marisco’ was served. It was as delicious as my escort had promised. It was loaded with flavor yet not to heavy or spicy.

Our conversation was limited to commenting on the soup. My bowl was empty and I hoped that he had not noticed my scraping at the bottom to get the last delicious drops.

We had just set our spoons down and utilized our napkins when the waiter appeared with a substantial glass of red dinner wine. It was heavy but not sweet or dry. I had never tasted a wine that seemed more like a heavy glass of water.

I may have been a little over enthused with it because the glass was close to empty before the ‘bife a portuguesa’ arrived. The waiter asked if we needed anything else. I responded “No.” 

I did not hear my escort respond to the waiter’s question.

I must have missed a little body language because the waiter immediately returned to refill our wine glasses.

Once again we limited our conversation to the food at hand. Once again it was absolutely delicious. I have to admit that the egg on top of the thinly sliced beef appeared a little strange; however, it was delicious.

The meal was topped off with a nice serving of ‘Flan de Calabaza.’ It looked and tasted delicious but was an absolute mystery to me. My escort explained that it was a type of pumpkin or squash custard; he wasn’t sure of the exact translation.

The conversation took a turn towards business when he asked me “What do you have scheduled for the weekend? We will not get together again until Monday morning.”

I told him I had been looking forward to a drive out to Cape Cod on Sunday.

And a walking tour of the Old South Meeting House area was planned for Saturday.


About Waldo "Wally" Tomosky

I am proud of my work life (not the jobs, just the work).  Bait monger  Lawn mower  Paper boy  Windshield cleaner in a drive-in theater (if you don't know what a drive-in theater is there is no sense in you reading any farther)  Snack shack janitor in a drive in theater (ditto for drive-in theater)  Milling machine clean-up boy in a tool and die shop  Plastic injection press operator  Centurion in the US Army  Factory hand  Apprentice boy  Tool and die maker  Software user manual writer  Computer programmer  Ex-patriate par excellence  Engineering manager  Software test manager  Retiree  University administrator  System analyst  Retiree (2nd try)  Licensed amateur paleontologist  Retiree (3rd try)  Shovel bum (archaeology)  Retiree (4th try)  Delivery driver  Retiree (5th try)  Graduate student (skipped AA and BA due to the level of difficulty)  Retiree (finally got the drift of it) I have been writing for fourteen years and have fifteen books on Amazon/Kindle. Some horror, some twisted, some experimental, some essay and a few historical. I think that now I will really, really, really retire and just write. Lets see if I can do retirement correctly this time!
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