Open door welcome
Extra chairs at corner booth
Scatter, smother, smiles
Early Morn, late night
Smothered, covered, scattered, chunked
Sunday, my husband and I visited a familiar and wonderfully alive restaurant which always makes me think that I am in the presence of a great big chunk of life. I was inspired to issue a game of challenge. “Let’s write a few words to describe the world around us; a haiku.”
The waitress cheerfully supplied a pen and napkins were spilling out of our tables’ chrome dispenser. Hence the wild rumpus began and after a flurry of ideas we came up with the above offerings.
Any guesses as to where we were?