I went out to dinner last night with my friend, Michelle. (Hi!) We went to Gourmet Night, which is held at Flying Pie pizza in Boise. Michelle won a year's worth of free Gourmet Night, and has been trying to get me to come to Boise on a Tuesday so that we could go together. How did she win, you ask? Well, she wrote a haiku for Flying Pie's 25th anniversary. I don't have Michelle's permission, but I think she won't mind. She wrote the winning haiku on a napkin for me last night, so I decided I'd post it. I'm sure you'll all agree that she deserved to win.
Haiku on a Sad Happening
My Flying Pie slice
Face down on the parking lot.
No five second rule.
It was based on a true story, by the way. Anyway, we had lots of fun and this morning my husband told me that I reek of garlic. I hope a long shower and two rinses with mouthwash and three minutes worth of tooth-brushing will take care of that...