Cocaine Princess here.
I was eating dessert when the hostess came by and asked if everything was alright and if I needed anything. I told her about my car being locked in the shopping mall garage. She said she would call the shopping mall's administration department to see if the mall had re-opened. She heard about the mall being on lock down from some of the other customers who were also waiting for the mall to reopen. After several minutes she came back and said, 'the mall's reopening within the next hour or so.' And once again I did something I had never done before and it's probably not what you think.
So what exactly did I do? I went up for seconds on dessert. I can hear some of you either laughing or scoffing or perhaps you're rolling your eyes. But it's true, I've never gone up for seconds in fact it's rare for me to even have dessert at a restaurant (Bal Harbour not included). I'm very disciplined, strict and so careful in watching what I eat. And if I do eat something that I shouldn't I feel so guilty afterwards. Feeling guilty after eating is a bad habit of mine that I'm trying to break. There are days though where I will allow myself to gorge out on food.
Being in China Town was making me do things I'd never done before, first hailing a cab and second having dessert. Then I realized I would have to hail another cab to return back to the main mall. This was not how I pictured spending my day and I was convinced some unseen force was keeping me in China Town. I filled my dessert plate with petit fours and a pecan clustered brownie and a rainbow of jello cubes. I took tiny little bites from the desserts and chewed very slowly except for the jello, the cubes just slid down my throat. The mistake I kept on doing was looking at my watch, it just made the time go even more slower. I could have left the restaurant and browsed around outside but I didn't feel like poking my head in and out of every single store.
Eventually an hour and fifteen minutes passed by and I asked the hostess if she could call the mall again. Good news, the mall had re-opened. After leaving a big and generous tip like a bat out of hell I left the restaurant making sure Nemo was with me, hailed another cab, arrived at the main mall, found my car and sped out of China Town with Nemo in the passenger seat.
When I arrived home 'A' was on the patio. 'You're home.' 'Yeah I'm home, finally.' 'You had quite the adventure today,' she stated. 'You were probably better off going to Hamilton. You could have spent a few days in Niagara Falls.' 'Believe me that thought crossed my mind several times,' I replied. 'Is that Nemo or the replacement?' 'It's Nemo,' I replied. 'So where was he?' she asked holding out her hands. I passed the bag over to her and explained the the whole story. 'I filled the fish bowl, it's on the kitchen table. I wasn't sure where you wanted me to place it.' I sat down on the patio lounge chair across from her and took off my shoes. 'My feet are killing me,' I stated. 'You shouldn't have worn your stiletoes to China Town. The sidewalks are all uneven. Why didn't you wear your running shoes or flats?' she asked. I just looked at her. 'That's right I forgot, the princess doesn't own a pair of running shoes or flats,' said A. She's right I don't. In fact this particular princess loses her ability to walk if she's not wearing heels.
'Did I receive any phone calls?' I asked. 'You mean did you receive any phone calls from the hurricane? No,' she answered. 'Really?' 'Really,' she replied back. I was worried. It's not like Valentina to give up so easily. 'Valentina's dad however called wanting to speak to you.' And there was my explanation of why Valentina didn't call back. 'What did he exactly say? I need to know word for word.' 'He said he was back home from his trip and wanted to speak to you. I told him you were out, he said he would call back and the last thing he said was, he sends his love to you.' 'That's it?' I questioned. 'That's it,' she answered. Valentina must have told him something was bothering me and that was the real reason behind his phone call. But he's never been the type to badger me with questions. Unfortunately that's the only trait Valentina didn't inherit from him. God I wish she had. 'When I called you what restaurant were you in?' A asked. I gave her the name. 'Isn't that the restaurant that claims to have the world's largest buffet?' 'One of many,' I answered. The buffet area was quite long and very well may have been the world's largest but their selection of food items was minimal, repeating several times over. 'So you're not hungry?' 'I ate enough food to last an entire week,' I replied. 'I was thinking about grilling some fish,' said A. 'That's not funny,' I said taking back possession of Nemo. 'I'm just joking.' I went inside and saw the fish bowl and gently poured Nemo in. I moved his bowl and placed it on the coffee table in the main family room where he now lives safe and sound.
And for all those who made fun of Nemo being part of the buffet, shame on you!
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
