Thank God, It's Friday!
SLURP!
SLURP!
These
were the noises my Mom’s straw was making as she drank the ‘Ultimate Gold
Medalist’ that my Dad had ordered for himself. The cocktail had looked very
nice and my Mom just did not seem able to tear her eyes from it, even though I
waved my hand in front of her eyes. She saw right through it as if it was
invisible. Apparently, my mother had fallen in love with that special cocktail.
I
did not see anything too special about it since it looked like a regular
cocktail. But when I had a sip, my heart melted for it, and I was drinking just
as merrily.

We
got the main course we had ordered and wow, were it delicious. My Garlic
chicken pasta magically disappeared after a few minutes.
As
the cocktail was originally for Dad, me and Mom ordered a ‘Friday’s Sundae.’
The name was kind of funny, because it came with the names of 2 days of a week
like ‘Friday’s Sunday’.
There
was whipped cream on top, fudge, hot chocolate and ice-cream at the bottom. And
let’s just say that there was a cherry on top of a fantastic sundae.
But
for some reason my Mom did not like it as much I did. I guess she wasn’t a
sundae person. She said that there was too much of whipped cream on top. But
since we were trying out a sundae for the first time, there really wasn’t
anybody to blame.
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