Prisca and I were laughing hysterically when she said, "If you said sensuous one more time, I'm going to beat you up,"
"With what?" I responded. Immediately I saw the scene where she was beating me up, and I started to laugh before I said the word, "with a toothpick?"
It all started when I told her that I included squash blossoms under the same category as pomegranates and figs-Sensuous.
"Alamak, tolonglah kak, you and sensuous." She rolled her eyes. A smiled dipped at the corner of her mouth.
"Really. I can't explain it. And........" I pushed aside the paper towel on the counter, and moved a pile of books aside. My eyes combed every inch of the kitchen counter that also serves as dining table.
"What are you looking for?" She picked another slice of sourdough bread french toast and dropped it in my plate.
"Toothpick dispenser. Because I have another food that I think is very sensuous." I waited until she bit her french toast and I launched another sensuous food campaign.
"Zucchini blossom. You know what will I do when I get my hands on them? I'll make a zucchini blossom omelet. Once you have my zucchini blossom omelet, you'll declare war on all other omelets.
For the past three months I've been having brunch on every other Sunday with Prisca at her place or we took a train to Brookline and had breakfast at Zaftig.
I could say I have plenty of times on my hands since I'm not working full time since April, but I've been been enjoying the spring/summer this year like I never did before. I'm no longer stress out which I couldn't avoid it no matter how long a deep breath I took (until my face turned blue) when I was still at the agency. I missed the work that I did, but I didn't miss the place though.
Putting aside the negative environment at the facility, the experience that I gained from the agency is priceless. I've become a better person than I was before I joined the agency.
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