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Topic: Barbeque/Cookout (09/06/12)
TITLE: Barbecue Sauce Fiasco
By Mildred Sheldon
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Alan came running into the room and skidded to a stop. His eyes darted from the mess on the floor to my face and back to the floor. I stood rooted to the spot, my mouth hanging open, my left eyebrow raised as tears poured down my cheeks. Poor Kitty was covered in sauce, mewing and shivering violently.
Alan’s eyes shifted to the shattered jar. He covered his mouth so I wouldn’t see the silly grin spread across his face as Kitty rubbed against the cupboards, rugs and floor. He strode over and I fell into his outstretched arms, sobbing. “Oh Alan! We’ve lived near the Air Force base for twenty years, you’d think by now I’d have gotten use to that sonic boom. What an unholy mess. That was my last jar of my special recipe I had for making my barbecue sauce. How am I going to fix barbecue brisket for our family’s cookout?”
“Shhh, calm down honey. One thing at a time. Why don’t you take care of yourself and I’ll tackle Kitty and the mess in the kitchen.”
After a quick shower I went down to the laundry room with my sauce spatter clothes placing them in the sink with some cold water I returned
to the kitchen. Alan had used my dustpan and small hand-held broom to clean up the glass and he set the dustpan and soggy broom in the sink. He had used my white kitchen towel to clean up a pureed-covered Kitty, and was busy mopping the kitchen. I walked up behind him put my arms around his waist hugging him tightly. “Thank you, kind sir. You are my knight in shining armor.”
Plopping the mop in the bucket, Alan swung me into his arms. He placed his nose next to mine. His eyes twinkled with delight. “Your knight in shining armor, at your service, my lady. Lady Jane, I’ve come to the rescue of my fair damsel in distress once again.” He threw back his head and in a deep voice laughed a sinister laugh. “Muh-ha-ha-ha!”
Looking into Alan’s eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and we both exploded with laughter. After several minutes, we regained our composure and finished cleaning up the kitchen.
“Honey, your mom cans tomato puree. I bet she has several jars on hand and would gladly come to your rescue. Give her a call and if she’s not busy, we’ll run over together. I always love spending time with your folks and your Dad is a hoot. I’d love to see his reaction to your latest fiasco caused by those blasted sonic booms.”
I slightly raised one eyebrow, stuck out my lower lip and feigned hurt feelings. “Why Alan, my knight in shining armor, I do believe you’ve come up with a fantastic solution to my problem. I’ll call Mom right now.”
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