Mmm Monday: A Tasty Treat
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| Location: Montone, Perugia, Italy |
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Crostini are small slices of crisp and crunchy bread served as part of a meal. In Italian, it means “little toasts” and usually topped with cheese, nuts, vegetables and even meats.
During our trip to Italy, we had the pleasure of visiting a family in Montone where we spent part of afternoon with the owner searching for truffles in his farm.
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| Black Truffles |
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Truffles are wild mushrooms that grow underground. They are hard to find without the aid of a trained dog who can smell them.
For dinner, we were offered crostiniK with truffles on top. It was such a special treat that we couldn’t thank the family enough for their hospitality.
The Time of My Life
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| Credit: Snoopy by Charles M. Schulz |
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I’m having the time of my life these days experiencing these highs and lows. It’s becoming like the present weather. It’s kind of a mixed bag with the sun, rain, thunder, lightning, snow, wind, frost, you name it, all happening in random succession.
First, the next project I was supposed to be working on was officially cancelled. The sponsor balked at the cost. With my contract ending on 3/31, I was concerned. I saw gloom but it didn’t last. The sun came up when the manager told me that he’s extending my contract until the end of the year
Yesterday, I went to the dentist in the rain to have my broken crown fixed. With my permission, he extracted two of my upper teeth I wouldn’t have done it, but lightning struck. He dared me if I was tough enough for it. Of course, I told him I was. Now I won’t be able to chew food properly for weeks until the sewed gum is healed and the partial bridge put in place.
I thought I could go back to work after the dentist appointment. But with cottons stuffed in my mouth, I wouldn’t be a welcome sight. I decided to go home instead. I logged on to the computer and read my office mail. There was an emergency staff meeting at 12 pm. I sent a message to the manager saying I’d be taking the rest of the day off because of my condition. I could dial-in for the meeting but wouldn’t be able to talk. Fine, he said, I could listen in.
The meeting was about the coming reorg. Outside the window, I suddenly heard the wind howling badly. The manager said that he’d no longer be our manager. He’d be working in another capacity. I could only imagine the chill the news brought to everybody. He assured the permanent staff that they wouldn’t lose their jobs. They would just be slotted to work for another manager. As for contractors like me, however, he didn’t know what would happen. At that instance, I saw the rain started falling again.
It was cloudy when I went to work this morning. At the office, the manager told me that he did extend my contract, but the coming reorg could throw a wrench on it. The sun was up again in the afternoon when he told me I had been slotted to join the ‘build’ team responsible for coding, testing, and customizing vendors’ applications. The new manager called me early evening to confirm what my former manager said. You know what, he’ll be managing his team from East Coast.
I don’t know how long I can wait for the spring season to arrive. If it doesn’t arrive soon, I’m afraid I’ll truly become a man imitating this weather on its topsy-turvy dance. It has taught me one valuable lesson, though, and that’s not to be too comfortable in any situation no matter how good it looks.
Reminiscences
For Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Challenge: 15 March 2019
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| Photo Credit: Anshu Bhojnagarwala |
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Grandma loved to grow flowers. It sustained and comforted her when grandpa left for Vietnam and even more when he came back in a casket.
Growing up, I looked forward to going to her house, keeping her company, and listening to family stories as we worked in her garden.
It followed that mom started to get jealous of her. She thought I had come to love grandma more, which I did.
Grandma died while I was overseas. After mom and dad sold her house and possessions, I had nothing left but a couple of garden tools to preserve her memory.
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