He won’t care about the frozen falafel once they kill those two bottles of champagne—if that’s what they are. Given the Organic, Non-GMO nature of Estelle’s favorite market, it’s probably sparkling white grape juice.
The way to a man’s heart is through falafel — Estelle learned about that in Health Class years ago in high school, but even then her hearing wasn’t so good. This also explains her revulsion at tabouli.
Given Estelle's extensive (delusional) preparations for this meeting with Arthu/er, I can see her heading for Miss Havisham World as soon as that phone rings. I look for her to live on in that nightgown she's wearing as those bottles of champagne sit on her dining room table collecting cobwebs.
Maybe Estelle is shopping in WalMart where sleeping attire is the norm, although I've never seen pre-packed falafel there (or anywhere else, for that matter). The falafel looks like...I'm not sure what. It looks like meat that's gone bad.
Arther/Arthur doesn't look like the type that shops in the non GMO/organic department. I don't remember him saying he likes falafel. When Estelle was doing the fact finding questionnaire, I recall her saying she liked it (with Tahini sauce). Arthur/er strikes me as more of a Big Mac with secret sauce type.
I stand corrected. I typed in "prepackaged falafel" and lo and behold, Trader Joe's sells it. However, their brand looks NOTHING like what Estelle's buying.
I'm hoping Estelle will also sponsor a "Welcome Arther!" Charterstone Pool Party for everyone to come meet him! on the day of his arrival. Whenever that is.
SandiEgo, Estelle will lament “I feel awful about all this falafel!”
RobC, while walking in the park today I saw a woman walking two West Highland White Terriers and pushing a third Westie in a stroller, but four pugs wearing matching outfits being pushed in a stroller in a supermarket beats that!!
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Today's Boldface Haiku is titled
"Today's Ode To Middle Eastern Cuisine: Falafel".
Falafel,
First meal memorable!
Every day,
Meeting familiar friend!
The frozen falafel won't seem so awful after they've killed the two bottles of champagne.
He won’t care about the frozen falafel once they kill those two bottles of champagne—if that’s what they are. Given the Organic, Non-GMO nature of Estelle’s favorite market, it’s probably sparkling white grape juice.
PS—looks like Yahoonski and I were on the same wavelength at almost the same time! Great minds...
Estelle is clearly signaling that she intends for Arther to "get lucky" tonight. No playing coy for this gal.
-- Scottie McW.
Is it just me or does anyone else think that Estelle's dress looks like a nightgown?
The way to a man’s heart is through falafel — Estelle learned about that in Health Class years ago in high school, but even then her hearing wasn’t so good. This also explains her revulsion at tabouli.
MDMaryTed, good call on Estelle’s apparel. This indicates that she really IS planning for a big evening.
I’m more than surprised that Libby is not in the child seat of the shopping cart, crammed in next to the tulips.
KitKat,
Honest to God I saw in the supermarket a woman pushing a stroller with four pugs all wearing matching outfits.
10:1 after Estelle is crushed by the Impending Truth she becomes a Cat Lady. Poor Libby adn the 98 other felines will never inherit a fortune....
When Arther fails to show, Estelle will stand in her kitchen and lament, "What am I supposed to do with all this falafel?"
Given Estelle's extensive (delusional) preparations for this meeting with Arthu/er, I can see her heading for Miss Havisham World as soon as that phone rings. I look for her to live on in that nightgown she's wearing as those bottles of champagne sit on her dining room table collecting cobwebs.
Maybe Estelle is shopping in WalMart where sleeping attire is the norm, although I've never seen pre-packed falafel there (or anywhere else, for that matter). The falafel looks like...I'm not sure what. It looks like meat that's gone bad.
Arther/Arthur doesn't look like the type that shops in the non GMO/organic department. I don't remember him saying he likes falafel. When Estelle was doing the fact finding questionnaire, I recall her saying she liked it (with Tahini sauce). Arthur/er strikes me as more of a Big Mac with secret sauce type.
I stand corrected. I typed in "prepackaged falafel" and lo and behold, Trader Joe's sells it. However, their brand looks NOTHING like what Estelle's buying.
I'm hoping Estelle will also sponsor a "Welcome Arther!" Charterstone Pool Party for everyone to come meet him! on the day of his arrival. Whenever that is.
@Regina: Where is the tahini sauce in her cart? Is there nothing in the cart for Libby?
This Estelle is really dumber than a box of doorknobs...
SandiEgo, Estelle will lament “I feel awful about all this falafel!”
RobC, while walking in the park today I saw a woman walking two West Highland White Terriers and pushing a third Westie in a stroller, but four pugs wearing matching outfits being pushed in a stroller in a supermarket beats that!!
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