about fruits
and vegetables.
i can tell she's on
her third martini.
i hear the clink of the glass.
the splash of an olive
going in.
she starts off with asparagus
and i segue into
squash corn,
then gin.
we talk soups, and desserts.
how ripe
the pomegranates
are
this time of year.
but how small the oranges
are.
she claims
she's never tasted a potato quite
like the one
she had
last night for dinner.
those
granny apples are special
too.
maybe i'll make an apple for
you.
make the crust
thick and crispy, i tell her.
and she says
cheers. i'll drink to that
my dear.
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