Friday, September 27, 2013


We were all sitting around the dinner table shoveling down our steak after a long day of skiing and snowboarding. The steak was a juicy, tender, well-seasoned meal, and was cooked to perfection. The thought of the meal makes my mouth water excitedly just hoping for more. I was nearing the end of my plate and about to get seconds when my dreams for more food got shattered because I was bluntly told that there was not enough food for seconds. I live in a family full of mooches but we call it, “sharing”, therefore, if you live at our house and are a slow eater, you don’t eat. This being said I glanced at my brothers half full plate, being as optimistic as I could I saw a piece of uneaten meat on just begging for a home in my stomach. I looked away and acted natural whilst thinking of a genius game plan to grab the food without him noticing. Five minutes passed and still the meat was untouched I was contemplating doing my scheme because no one lets a piece of meat that superb sit for that long. I quickly decided, however, that if I were to strike it would have to be soon otherwise that meat would be getting cold, “Look over there what is that?” I exclaimed without thinking twice he looked along with the rest of the table, “yum” I thought, stolen food tastes so much better. He looked back at me and asked, “what?” using my wit I came up with a quick and cunning answer. “Nothing” I replied to him as if nothing ever happened. Confused he looked back at his plate and continued eating when he finally clued in that my stuffed mouth was his food. He quickly looked back up and gave me a death stare but didn’t say anything. Just watched as I finished eating his piece of meat. It was fatty and took a while to chew up and when I finally swallowed he burst out in an intense laughter. My first thought was that he was laughing at the recent events that had just taken place until he told me, “Mason that meat was getting chewed on by me for a while but it was too fatty so I spat it out”. My mouth dropped and I sunk in my seat. It’s not too often that I tell this story, but when I do it makes people laugh and that, in itself, is awesome.