Shrimp and seitan.
Pita triangles; various cheeses.
Two unidentified delicacies.
A smorgasbordette adorned a corner with my six foot frame hovering above. I'm not too shy to use my fingers.
I have ten friends here, and most of them double as co-workers. Drinks are included at this holiday party, and I track down a couple of Cokes. Smiles come easy, and I happily celebrate another successful year at the bicycle shop. This is where I am right now, and this is where I want to be.
I fish another shrimp from the hot sauce, and I wouldn't change a detail.