100 words

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With over a hundred cookery books, you’d think finding a recipe would be easy. It’s not. Scrolling through three-thousand recipes takes ages.

I chose one to impress my guest, Gourmet Gloria. Kotopoulo me patates sto fourno, chicken and spuds to you and me.

It was well underway when she arrived. She walked in and said, ‘I smell fowl’. I said, ‘well spotted, fowl indeed. Chicken, in fact.

‘No’, she said, ‘I stink, I trod in some poo on your path, you really should clear up after your dog’.

‘My fault for getting a Shih Tzu’, I said, ‘fancy a Dirty Martini?’

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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

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3 thoughts on “100 words”

  1. Aptivi's avatar Aptivi October 14, 2026 / 17:14

    Those dishes sound delicious, Keith. The dog poo? That’s really disgusting. Nice story! 👍

  2. imnobodywhoareyou's avatar imnobodywhoareyou October 14, 2026 / 19:11

    At least there were no dirty jokes to offend your audience.

  3. Dale's avatar Dale October 14, 2026 / 19:20

    Hahaha!! Patates sto poo poo!

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