For Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Balance.
I’m not keen on posting previously published stories but now and again one of the 2884 I’ve written begs to be given another outing. What follows is a tale I knocked up for Six Sentence Stories back in 2017 when the prompt word was ‘plate’. Clark and Messymimi were among those who left much-appreciated comments!
So, here goes …
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Let me read it to you!
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He was trying to crack the brittle topping on his crème brûlée but despite stabbing it with
a spoon, it refused to yield so he jabbed it with a knife which had the desired effect, but unfortunately the dish leapt from the table sending a slimy slick of slop across the floor.
Unfortunately, a waiter carrying a tray of drinks was but a step away and despite making a gallant attempt to stay upright, he started slithering and sliding like a drunken skater, his wallbangers, whiskies and wine launching themselves into the air, drenching nearby noshers in an alcoholic shower
Several drink-drenched diners jumped to their feet knocking their table skew-whiff which sent their food-laden plates downward splattering chef’s ‘plat du jour’ all around their feet, and the waiter, realising one of them was losing her balance, tried dashing to save her, but although his legs moved like Fred Astaire performing a tap-dance, he made no forward progress whatsoever.
The young lady fell backwards as the waiter fell forwards, ending up in a tangle of arms and legs in the goop on the ground, and as several fellow gourmands tried to help the unfortunate couple they too ended up on their derry-aires taking their foodstuff with them.
Suddenly one girl grabbed a fistful of fettuccine and rubbed it into her friend’s face, another followed suit, and in no time at all, the calamitous catastrophe became a farcical food fight.
A letter to the local paper, presumably from an ex-sailor, suggested the restaurant’s name be changed to The Mess Deck. Several other correspondents thought it would be a great idea if they made the meal melee a regular event; that sounds like fun, doesn’t it?
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Thanks to GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting.
Oh, this is so fun to read! Thanks for resharing. I love this image…” like Fred Astaire performing a tap-dance, he made no forward progress whatsoever…,” LOL!!
Thanks, Suzette, I’m so pleased you enjoyed it!
I love these ‘one thing leads to another’ tales
A chain of events! Me too, Beth.
Haha! You’ve described the scene so well Keith that I could visualize the melee perfectly.
Best seen from a distance! Thanks, Sadje.
You’re welcome
Well told tale from calamity to food fight and a new business opportunity.
Quite possibly although I wouldn’t have gone with it in my restaurant days!
FOOD FIGHT! Funny stuff, Keith!
I’ve not had one for years. I wonder…?
I remember the shock of an all out food fight at the first Christmas party I attended for the bank. Somehow the directors and managers suddenly seemed annoying children and not our bosses!
Now that, I’d love to have seen!
It was certainly an eye opener and I got very good at ducking!
What a crazy dinner it became! You’re such a funny guy, Keith. I just love this!
You say the nicest things, Maria, thank you!
Great fun… and very sticky!
Very! Thanks, Chris!
I am imagining you, Keith, amidst a food fight during your restaurant days… now that would be a story!
I did have a certain very well-known TV actor chuck a glass of plonk in his lady’s face once, but that’s as close as it got – fortunately!
Well done! Thanks for sharing again, Keith.
The idea of a “meal melee” would no doubt draw a huge crowd. And at least, being advertised, diners would have the advantage of opting to wear stain resistant clothing, lol
A very good point! Let the battle begin!
What a mess! No video could show this as well as your words.