Well, it seems young Elizabeth has a new career path. At the wee age of five and a half, she has shown clear signs of either becoming a scientist who invents a world-changing concoction…or perhaps a hell of a bartender.
When Wife was working Saturday night at a different restaurant, “the girls and I decided” that instead of going to some ultra-kid-friendly burrito place (that despite previous mentions — Welcome to Moe’s — refuses to shell over big bucks to MTD.com as an advertiser), we’d go to one of my favorite restaurants (pubs) to get the girls some popcorn shrimp (and me a beer).
It was then, right at the table, and I wasn’t paying much attention at first, but Elizabeth began combining things in a little cup. She squeezed a maraschino cherry, and a lemon, and some juice, mashed juice out of a tomato slice, threw in a corner of a pickle, and then some sugar.
Then we each had to taste it. I have to say, it tasted a lot like, like, like….wet sugar.
We rode home talking about that lovely springtime drink, and the girls came home and Fontaine helped Elizabeth list the ingredients: so as to immortalize this surprisingly sugary and shockingly not-vomit-inducing creation.
It was such a mark of the evening that we all told Wife about it the next morning at breakfast. And after Fontaine read off the ingredients of this drink, Elizabeth piped in in her very loud monotone voice:
“Oh yeah, and some PIECES OF PAPER!”
I think my stomach’s starting to hurt a little.
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