Robin Hawke


Creativity
January 27, 2012, 1:09 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

Every month, they reunited on an occasion coinciding with the fullness of the moon. This month, each of the dearly invited conveyed something particular to plunk between two slices of hostess-provided bread, rye, wheat or sour dough? With the procession of ingredients: a bounty of pickles, cheeses and cold cuts, even peanut butter for tots, a largess of greens, onions and tomatoes, not to forget the guests of honor—champagne mustard and herb mayos—even the accountant would make the sandwich of one’s dreams.

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Darn, it’s still two-and-a-half hours until lunch!

Comment by jmmcdowell

Good thing I haven’t had breakfast…

Comment by Robin Hawke




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