Day 139: Counter Patrol

In the same way that countries patrol their borders, gourmands must patrol their counters.

This, of course, is to keep lesser delicacies (and unscrupulous poachers) from sneaking in.

Counter patrols are daunting even for seasoned menu veterans, as each entrant is (er) grilled thoroughly before being permitted to stay for (um) dinner.

It's time for my next "counter patrol" round.

It’s time for my next “counter patrol” round.

I have already spotted an applicant in need of grilling.

I have already spotted an entrant who is clearly in need of grilling.

You there. State your name, rank, flavor, and the purpose for your visit.

You there. State your name, rank, flavor, and the purpose for your visit.

Speak up son, I don't bite (yet).

You – wait your turn. I will grill you next.

"Salmon?" A likely tale, seeing as how there's no water here. I must verify your story....this may pinch a bit.

“Salmon?” A likely tale. Stand by for verification….this may pinch a bit.

I verified the one called "salmon," Mom, but this character looks very suspicious!

I verified the one called “salmon,” Mom, but these red entrants keep repeating something about “pleading the fifth.”

Author: Shannon Cutts
Co-Author: Pearl Cutts

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