The humans have been invited to dine at the home of one of their friends (who is also one of the human male’s coworkers–small world.) I and my Sigynificant Other have been invited as well. Fisi is also tagging along. That dratted hyena has become unruly of late, so we are working hard on socialization. Plus, if dinner conversation lags, that animal can be counted upon to do something awful and comment-worthy.
This friend and his significant other are going to be doing the cooking. I wonder what they’re making? Actually, I don’t care what’s on the menu. Any change from the fare the human female comes up with is sure to be delightful. She’s not so bad at cookies, but she says that in hot weather her “cooking mojo” disappears. Huh. I’m not sure what a “mojo” is, but anything missing in this house is probably under the sofa with the crinkle balls and catnip mice. But I digress.
The humans have helpfully brought along a long loaf of bread. The female didn’t make it, so it’s probably all right.
The friend proposes to spread the bread with butter and herbs and bake it.
Fisi! I know what you are thinking, and NO, you cannot eat butter right out of the tub! If you behave, perhaps the friend will let you lick the knife.
The humans have also brought along some hard cider in most intriguing shade of pink.
Sigyn, who is fond of apples and the color red, says this is close enough to both to be “wonderful.” She’s in swoony love with it and the bottle’s not even open yet.
(sip) Fortunately, also tastes pretty good.
The meal is commencing with a salad. Fisi has apparently mistaken the red, moist tomatoes for raw wildebeeste flesh…
Here comes the main course. Hmm. This is odd… I am having a bout of what mortals call “Déjà vu.” I could swear I have eaten this, in this place, before.
Oh. Wait. Riiiight. That’s because I have eaten this, here, before. As I recall, it was quite tasty. Dig in, Sigyn! And don’t let Fisi hog all the sausagey bits.