His suit. New frock, heels.
Leather chairs, whisky shot
a cinnamon bellini,
all before we reach
the dining room. Westminster
a short walk away,
I wonder what deals
have been struck within these walls,
over an expensed lunch.
We are toasting much:
his new job and one year here;
Science Guy’s awesomeness.
And so we embark
on ten courses of food porn.
Spicy and tender,
and that’s just the wine.
A marathon not a sprint,
I fail to pace and
find myself toasted
by the fifth course. Then loudly
exclaim my ecstasy
at the Wagyu beef
and perfectly matched Cab Sauv.
Harry meets Sally.
We fall into a
black cab and snog our way home.
Not yet satiated.
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Not one, not two, but NINE haiku. All to tell the tale of a wonderful night together. Definitely epic. Thank you, sas, wonderful lady of the haiku.
A delicious odeto an exceptional nightToday: hangover?
Where can I sign ona dotted line to becomeyour haiku apprentice?
See, I need your help!Last line of my first haiku?Extra syllable.
Oooh, great wine, great food, a great man, and a new dress. Lucky you :)I was disappointed to see Mitosis Process has gone. I was looking forward to following SG's progress. I hope everything is going well there
mmm…love this!
Good for you, dear.
You are officially the Haiku goddess. I bow down to your talent.Sounds like a fantastic night!?Spot
Mmm, food porn.. that's the best kind ; )