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Very late one warm spring evening, about ten minutes before closing, a couple of teenage girls wearing fairy wings* and dime-store tiaras came into the restaurant. They were definitely not sucky, but they were remarkably ditzy and giggly, and they both spoke in very high, squeaky, childish voices. They asked what on the menu was healthy, and I pointed them towards the Greek Salad, they ordered two of those and a basket of onion rings. I made the salads and shortly after I brought the salads to them, one of them called me over to the table while I was sweeping, in order to say,
"I took a bite of one of these pickles and now my mouth is all burny."
To which I responded, "Those are pepperoncinis."
They finished the salads and said they liked them quite much, and one of the girls said a strange thing, she said, "You'd make a rly good dad cuz you can cook and you clean stuff." They danced away at that point.
*Not an unusual sight around here, you usually see people wearing them when there's a fair going on. The guy what sells them also sells bat wings for the goth fair-goers.
"I took a bite of one of these pickles and now my mouth is all burny."
To which I responded, "Those are pepperoncinis."
They finished the salads and said they liked them quite much, and one of the girls said a strange thing, she said, "You'd make a rly good dad cuz you can cook and you clean stuff." They danced away at that point.
*Not an unusual sight around here, you usually see people wearing them when there's a fair going on. The guy what sells them also sells bat wings for the goth fair-goers.
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