Thursday, July 12, 2001

I recall one day at my home town cafe, up there in 1998 Interlaken ny. I had just finished a ham supper and was drinking my coffee; i love to people-watch, and here was something that i saw to be amazing.
a man had a slice of lemon pie before him, you know, that pie with the white maragne on top...

he lowered his fork and cut off one third of the pie.
bite.
fork descends-------
another bite, then fork descends...
then the third forkfull into his mouth....

all of five to eight seconds, three bites and the
PIE IS GONE!!

---would take me about twenty minutes or more to really enjoy this pie, i wonder what lay behind the soul of this man?