2 posts tagged “dinner”
Tonight I'm playing matchmaker, and setting Chad's brother Adam up with my friend Barbara from work. We're going to have lasagna (made by me) at my house. I'll try to sneak a few pictures in throughout the evening, but I don't know how comfortable people would be with my photo journal of a blind date. Then again....
I'll post again tomorrow to let you all know how it went!
Characters:
Amanda: A 25 year old who is too overly confident in her cooking skills. She is also drop-dead gorgeous.
Chad: A 30 year old hottie, who happens to be Amanda's live-in boyfriend.
Act I, Scene I
Amanda is at work when the phone rings.
Amanda: It's an outstanding day at Dior, this is Amanda. (there is a lack of enthusiasm in her voice.)
Chad: Hey hun.
(they chat for a few moments)
Amanda: What do you want for dinner?
Chad: Meatballs.
Amanda: Meatballs?
Chad: Spaghetti and meatballs.
Amanda:.....
Act I, Scene II
Amanda drives home on her lunch break, to make herself a peanut butter and marmalade sandwich and look up some simple recipes involving meatballs. She is determined not to make just simple spaghetti and meatballs, because she is full of herself and believes that she is far too good of a cook to stoop to simple meatballs. Her search brings her to a recipe involving baked ziti and turkey meatballs. Simple fare, she thinks.
Act II, Scene II
Amanda is in the kitchen. The phone rings.
Amanda: Hello?
Chad: Hey. I'm at the grocery store. Do you want some beer?
Amanda: H%$L yeah I want some beer!
Act II, Scene II
Amanda is still in the kitchen. There is smoke around her. There is an oily, charred smell in the air. The meatballs are turning dark brown, and her head is starting to feel light because all she ate today was a peanut butter and marmalade sandwich, and has now had beer. She wonders how people can make meatballs that are cooked on the inside and not hard on the outside. Having had too much beer, she throws the rest of her ingedients into a casserole in a slap-dash fashion and exits the kitchen.
Chad: How's dinner coming?
Amanda: Dunno. Go open the oven and check.
Chad: What are you doing?
Amanda: Writing a blog.
Chad: Are you drunk?
Amanda: Slightly.
Chad: But you've only had one beer.
Amanda: That's the way it goes....
...and so ends our scene. How will the ziti turn out? Will Chad get salmonella? Will somebody please get Amanda another beer? Find out tomorrow, or next time Amanda has two beers....
