Tommy screams pancakes, with raspberry syrup. Jane wants waffles, with peanut butter. Ice cold milk for both, orange juice, no pulp for either.
Orders in, where is George? Unshaven, breath smelling of last night’s beer he stumbles into the kitchen.
“Coffee”, he belches out.
“Is that all?”
“Eggs, over easy, bacon and toast.”
She stares around the table at her family then ties her apron on for another day of work at the diner.
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Not sure how I missed this one! Awesome. I know I am thinking I would be serving something vile were it not for having to take care of them for the food poisoning. *wicked grins*
She sounds like a patience mother. I like your take on Diner.
Patience I suspect is what is required of all mothers.
Oh Did I miss Pancake day!….. I like mine with freshly squeezed oranges!.. Great Flash in the Pan Val.. xxx
Thanks Sue, I thought it would be a different take on Diner. Who says they all have to be the expected, right?
I just know she’s thinking, “Really, is this all there is?” Wonder what she made herself for breakfast? Probably just ate what was left on everyone else’s plate! XOXO-SWM
Okay. I’m hungry now.
Really, pancakes, waffles or the whole works?
Everything. I think I’ll have to make breakfast for dinner this week. You’ve inspired me.
Your story is making me crave breakfast which happens to be my favorite meal of the day, though not so much, now that I can’t eat bacon. But seriously, I also feel sorry for the woman in the story. I feel like she’s got quite a back story. Fun flash word!
Indeed, seems she does. That family of hers seems quite the mess don’t they.
Mother is the unsung hero of any home. George needs to get his act together, LOL
Indeed, but I am thinking in this case the entire household is bit out of control.
Excellent flash, Val. Loved the images you conjured up!
Thanks, they were pretty well, crackers on the floor weren’t they.
Please, please, please, write a novel. And I want an advance copy! You have such a gift.
Thank you Susan, that is such a nice compliment especially from you. Should I ever truly sit down to do more than this, you will receive an autographed copy.
Oh dear, I’m thinking George needs a heck of a lot of coffee!!! I can see the scene clearly, good writing!
I am thinking George and his offspring all need swift kicks, but then that is me.
Love the scene. And thankful it is a scene that I am not living!
Awesome and so true to life–thank goodness, not mine. Heh heh. Unexpected use of diner yet so appropriate.
I am with you! Thank goodness, not mine. You know though, she could have been off to work!
Whew … definitely not one for Diners Drive Ins and Dives
I don’t know Frank, I drove across country twice when my boys were young. Diners were my lifesavers. Stop every morning and feed them till they were tired, get back in car they slept like lambs. No fighting, whining or otherwise annoying me. Wake for bathroom and another meal at another greasy spoon…lifesaver I am telling you.
LOL … gotta love a story using diners to control the kids in a car! 😉
Gosh, sounds so dreary and unfullfilling – perhaps if they were made to pay, they might appreciate the ‘service’ a bit more.
You captured it well enough to annoy me. LOL
Dreary indeed, made to pay for the service? Can you imagine the ruckus on the home front? Bet this bunch of malcontents don’t even clear their own dishes!
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I could hear that belching
action from here 😦 Euuuw
This is a brilliant flash Val 🙂 xxx
Thank you my friend, I am so glad it was that vivid. I was going for that.