AGAINST ALL PROPER ETIQUETTE

The Culinary Flirt’n, The Slurp'n, The Burp'n

Oh, it’s all true! You heard whispers of The Good Food, as loud, The Good Cheer! Finally, you made it…here and bracing for a southern-sweet unexpected treat. Wrapped in calm, cocooned in comfort, heels off, bare feet, eyes wide and WOWed, giddily you sink into your seats, cheeks refreshed from the warm towel, oh, you are ready NOW! Time to FEAST!

While and with all the visuals, residuals and utter tease'ns, you know you’re overdue for some down-home, hunched-over, elbow-deep, unapologetic grease’n! Just something in The Art of My Sphere—the culinary flirt’n, the voluntary slurp'n, the solidarity in all the burp'n and, and, and, oh, but, THE BISCUITS! Oh, oh, you don’t want to miss this!

Now, just imagine it, and WOW, here you sit, belly filled to the until, thanking the Good Lord's will—you were even invited, you are chilled, leaned back, delighted, relaxed, you laugh with roar, converse with an adults’ wit, settle some owed scores, ponder GOD’S GIFTS with zen, attack the bounty...again, text all your real friends, cancel any plans, post on the Gram.

Now, remember, you coughed for this, no mention, the forward-giving thoughtfulness. Quiet as kept, oh yes, it is worth every dime! And then, and then, and only when you are completely out yo right mind and out of…time (some four hours later), while your spirit lights with brag, your belly waves the white flag in resistance to leaving —This Fortress—this place, this space, this feeling, this…healing, too soon, wondering, “So, no, seriously, and can I get a room?” Uh, yes!

Do you hear me—just blessed and, yup, you guessed! My Dream Come True—The Fresh Food, The 5-Star Service, The Meaningful Conversation, The International Soul Music, The Opulent Dining Table, That Big Cozy Red Couch AND A Roooooom! No doubt, you are slouched, sedentary, done already, happily overruled, too calm, too full, so filled, just...thrilled, you lazily lean back, ALMOST CLAP, exhale and go, “Oooooooom!”

“Legendary!”

Just goes against all proper etiquette! —HospiTalent Mariby Corpening