Post by goldenmyst on Feb 16, 2022 18:11:31 GMT -6
Health Tips from a Chinese Aunt
“Mademoiselle, might I have a cup of ice water?”
“How do you know I am not married?”
“Sorry, you looked too on the pixie side to be hitched.”
“Well, you measured me right.” She gazes at the sparkling ice cubes in my water. “You know I can’t stand cold water in winter. How do you stomach it?”
“I guess I am weird like that. Equally so my iced coffee may seem a bit on the odd side to you. But truthfully my late father was from Boston and he told me that New Englanders liked their iced coffee even in mid-winter.”
“Well, my aunt was from China. She taught me that a warm cup of water is good for digestion. Don’t you aspire to intestinal fortitude?”
“You make a good sales pitch.”
“Just part of my job.”
“I will try my coffee on the warmer side just for the sake of experiment.”
“I will be frank with you. The girls here are about to have an insurrection over your coffee and ice combinations. So you may be forced to go on the hot side.” My eyes wander to the other Barista in the mini. My lovely conversationalist addresses this sylph. “Girl I love your skirt. It really looks good on you.”
“Thank you so much. Love that my beastie likes how I look.”
My dialogue damsel winks at me. “Yes, my friend is an eye-catcher when she gets daring. So if you still want to earn our smiles such as I am beaming your way at this very moment then lay off the winter ice drinks.”
“You have sold me. What is coffee without a Beamish Barista on the brew side of the counter?”
“Mademoiselle, might I have a cup of ice water?”
“How do you know I am not married?”
“Sorry, you looked too on the pixie side to be hitched.”
“Well, you measured me right.” She gazes at the sparkling ice cubes in my water. “You know I can’t stand cold water in winter. How do you stomach it?”
“I guess I am weird like that. Equally so my iced coffee may seem a bit on the odd side to you. But truthfully my late father was from Boston and he told me that New Englanders liked their iced coffee even in mid-winter.”
“Well, my aunt was from China. She taught me that a warm cup of water is good for digestion. Don’t you aspire to intestinal fortitude?”
“You make a good sales pitch.”
“Just part of my job.”
“I will try my coffee on the warmer side just for the sake of experiment.”
“I will be frank with you. The girls here are about to have an insurrection over your coffee and ice combinations. So you may be forced to go on the hot side.” My eyes wander to the other Barista in the mini. My lovely conversationalist addresses this sylph. “Girl I love your skirt. It really looks good on you.”
“Thank you so much. Love that my beastie likes how I look.”
My dialogue damsel winks at me. “Yes, my friend is an eye-catcher when she gets daring. So if you still want to earn our smiles such as I am beaming your way at this very moment then lay off the winter ice drinks.”
“You have sold me. What is coffee without a Beamish Barista on the brew side of the counter?”
