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The prompt this week is: …so what time did you say it was?… + 100 words
Pressure Cooker
Slam.
“Good. You’re home. Fix me a martini, Sweetie?”
“Frazzled, are we?” Gerald gazed at the kitchen clutter. “What’s all this?”
Pink-faced, Suzanne spun her wooden spoon mid-air. “What’s it look like, genius? Dinner.”
“Okay-okay.”
“Glasses in the freezer, vermouth—fridge. Vod—”
“Alright already.”
“What time is it?”
“Six ten. Why?”
“Check. Check. Oh-no. The roast’s not in the oven!”
“Here. Sip. Don’t guzzle—sip.”
“So what time did you say it was?”
“Six eleven.”
“Get the pressure cooker, quick.”
“Relax.”
“Relax? The McKinleys are coming for seven.”
Gerald checked the wall-calendar and burst out laughing. “McKinleys are next Saturday. The Petersons are tonight.”
“Oh-no. Wrong menu!”
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Part 2 to last week’s Tailspin will be published tomorrow (Wednesday).
How the Cookie Crumbles 
March 3, 2015 at 6:19 pm
My mind costumed that one as a Mad Men spin off. Vivid as always, Tess. I don’t know how you pack so much into these shorties! Huge hugs. ❤ 😀
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March 3, 2015 at 7:04 pm
Thanks, Teagan and huge hugs back. You are a generous soul.
I always say I’m at a loss for words. ❤ ❤ ❤
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March 3, 2015 at 6:28 pm
Had to laugh out loud on the wrong menu. Nothing like a Pressure cooked pot roast for a family of vegans
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March 3, 2015 at 7:05 pm
Exactly. These days you have to plan for weeks to everyone’s special diets. 😀 😀
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March 3, 2015 at 7:05 pm
Thanks, John.
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March 3, 2015 at 6:48 pm
I do this with the wall calendar ALL THE TIME.
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March 3, 2015 at 7:08 pm
😀 😀 😀 I still like a wall calendar in the kitchen. Works for me too.
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March 3, 2015 at 6:50 pm
OK, that’s me. I officially gave up on being Extraordinary Hostess years ago. And that scene is why!
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March 3, 2015 at 7:09 pm
So I channeled you, Jacqui?? It’s a small, small world then. 😀 😀 😀
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March 3, 2015 at 6:54 pm
And yet another reason why I don’t have house guests. 😉
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March 3, 2015 at 7:10 pm
It wouldn’t have mattered in the old days. Now everyone has special n.e.e.d.s. 😀
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March 3, 2015 at 7:56 pm
Wait…..we’re supposed to COOK for our company???????
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March 3, 2015 at 8:20 pm
😀 😀 😀 Guests don’t usually like to bring their own… 😀
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March 3, 2015 at 9:22 pm
Oh pooh. Can’t we order pizza? 🙂
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March 3, 2015 at 10:08 pm
Another perfect story Tess. You are simply nailing these every single time. ❤
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March 4, 2015 at 12:13 am
I was getting anxious just reading. My nightmare come to life. Another fabulous read Tess!
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March 4, 2015 at 1:26 am
Oh no that poor woman, why do we put ourselves in situations like that? Very real Tess, you are the flash mistress 🙂
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March 4, 2015 at 2:09 am
I wish I was organised enough to plan that far ahead! Good writing!
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March 4, 2015 at 3:04 am
A good one and very funny! Can happen to anyone. Maybe an Indian take out will have to do this time.
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March 4, 2015 at 3:34 am
I love the name of your character…. I think???? 😉
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March 4, 2015 at 3:49 am
Ha ha, loved it.
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March 4, 2015 at 4:50 am
OMG she is obviously doing too much entertaining! 🙂
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March 4, 2015 at 6:39 am
During many years I had to cook for the friends of my ex… now what the heck no problems!!ª!!!!!!!
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March 4, 2015 at 7:25 am
😀 😀 Fabulous and funny ❤ I can relate as I’m hopeless at entertaining of the dinner party type
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March 4, 2015 at 7:30 am
I don’t do it as often anymore and get all hyper. Sometimes it feast or famine. 😀 😀
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March 4, 2015 at 8:34 am
Have you been peaking into my kitchen? that sounds shockingly close to the state of anxiety I’m in whenever I’m entertaining. Cool, calm, collected, I’m not 🙂
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March 4, 2015 at 11:02 am
What’s wrong with the McKinley meal. Those Petersons can just shut up and eat what they’re given.
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March 4, 2015 at 12:06 pm
😀 You got a big smile out of me, Tess. I can visualize the whole scene. Poor Suzanne.
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March 4, 2015 at 12:39 pm
I think as hosts we tend to worry about getting it right, even when our guests are easy-going.
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March 4, 2015 at 3:15 pm
Lol so cute. Wrong day, right martini! ❤
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March 4, 2015 at 4:02 pm
I have a feeling the Peterson’s have a wacky diet. 😀 😀 😀 I had to look up how to make a martini. I had no clue.
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March 4, 2015 at 4:19 pm
You should have asked me, lolllllll 🙂
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March 4, 2015 at 9:01 pm
Too funny! The rule here is you eat what’s on your plate or be hungry. Of course this is wine to take the edge off.
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March 4, 2015 at 9:02 pm
there is wine 🙂 Note to self, edit before posting.
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March 4, 2015 at 10:07 pm
Exactly, but nowadays, people have ‘restrictions’. UGH. That’s when I opt to go OUT instead! I had international students who visited my country for 10 years and I hardly had an eating situation that wasn’t resolved in a day. Fear was the worst factor. Nowadays people are getting too poo-poo (nose-in-the-air-special but not in my house. Whew.) 😀
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March 5, 2015 at 3:29 am
She does has a busy schedule. I’m happy to cook for those I invite over (few and far between of late though) well done on your hundred worder, now where’s that martini 😉 xx
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March 5, 2015 at 10:39 am
Haha 😀 Another wonderfully descriptive, fast-paced flash Tess. Love this: ‘What’s it look like, genius? Dinner.’ Maybe Suzanne needs another Martini to help her calm down, before the wrong pressure cooker goes off…
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