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Chef Tom – More Short Stories and Pork Chops!

Posted in Fiction, Food, Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 25, 2020 by segarini

Light Beneath the Door

I step up to the door of her lab. Three short knocks is what she wants to hear when dinner is ready. Nothing more, nothing less. Just like every other evening at this time.

I raise my fist to wrap on the metal three times and notice the light from inside the lab sneaking out from under the door to illuminate the toes of my shoes.  Just as I draw back my fist, I hear from behind the barrier a loud Crackle! Buzz! Pop! and watch the light on my shoes flash from yellow to blue to white and back again.

Silence.

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Chef Tom – A Short Story and a Drool-Worthy Recipe

Posted in Fiction, Food, Recipe with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 18, 2020 by segarini

I’ve written a series of very short stories as part of a program called Round Robin. For eight weeks we had to write something every day based on short “prompts” from the instructor. Had to set the timer for 12 minutes. Not any longer, hence their brevity. Tried to squeeze as much into a few paragraphs as I could. Some stories, as you will see below, even had multiple chapters.

Alarm goes off…stop writing.

WARNING: These stories are for entertainment only.

The daily prompt is the title.

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Chef Tom Shares Three of his Very Short Stories and One Very Tasty Soup

Posted in Fiction, Food, life, Opinion, Recipe with tags , , , , , on December 7, 2019 by segarini

If you would be so kind as to indulge me, the next few submissions will include (very) short stories I’ve written as part of a program called Round Robin. For eight weeks we had to write something every day based on short “prompts” from the instructor. We had to set the timer for 12 minutes. No longer. Hence their brevity. Had to squeeze as much into a few paragraphs as I could. Some stories, as you will see, even have multiple chapters. – Chef Tom

Alarm goes off…stop writing.

WARNING: These stories are for entertainment only. If you’re not up to escaping for a couple of minutes and allowing each short story to unfold on its own without much in the “deeper meaning” department, please do not read.

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Chef Tom – Stories and Stew

Posted in Fiction, Food, life, Recipe with tags , , , , , , , , on November 30, 2019 by segarini

I’m ba-aack. Been doing a deep dive into creative writing over the last few months, as well as transitioning careers, so my schedule has been whacked. Thanks, Bob, for having me back.

You are always welcome here, Chef. – Bob

On a slightly different tack. If you would be so kind as to indulge me, the next few submissions will include three (very) short stories I’ve written as part of a program called Round Robin. For eight weeks we had to write something every day based on short “prompts” from the instructor. We had to set the timer for 12 minutes. No longer. Hence their brevity. Had to squeeze as much into a few paragraphs as I could. Some stories, as you will see, even have multiple chapters.

Alarm goes off…stop writing.

WARNING: These stories are for entertainment only. If you’re not up to escaping for a couple of minutes and allowing each short story to unfold on its own without much in the “deeper meaning” department, please do not read. Continue reading

Pat Blythe – Mom is 90!….an autism benefit…..and music

Posted in Family, Fiction, music, Review with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 6, 2019 by segarini

Today…..today is a very special day. Well, not the day (Monday) but the date (November 4). Today my mom celebrates her 90th birth date. If you ask her, she doesn’t feel any older than yesterday. In fact, she doesn’t feel any older than when she was 16 or 20 or 30. Inside all of us, the years just blend together. The highlights, the lowlights, the surprises and disappointments, past loves, special trips, a glance, a look, a smile, a comment, the colour of your first car…..they are the pictures inside our minds, our “living” stories….they flash before our eyes in a heartbeat….and somehow, we’re not 16 or 20 or 30 anymore.

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Darrell Vickers – Chapter Twenty – Don’t Forget to Shake That Before You Pour It and The Epilogue

Posted in Fiction, Serialized Book with tags , , , , , , on October 15, 2019 by segarini

The torpid morning sun had finally come cresting over the garbage-filled Atlantic and the “day of destiny” was upon us.  Carla brought me breakfast in bed.  The girls all rushed out of the room while I was attempting to cut through my egg.  At least the coffee was somewhat drinkable.  I thought they’d run off to lick each other senseless in another room, but I was wrong.  And pleasantly so.  Man, how often does that happen?  Everyone had gotten up early and decorated the foyer within an inch of its life.  As I descended the grand staircase like the price of Facebook stock, they were all standing in line, staring up at me.  I was kind of touched, in a lord-of-the-manor sort of way.  Even my therapist was in attendance.  Behind the adoring and adorable throng, there was a big sign that read, “Happy Bonus Day!!!”

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Darrell Vickers – Chapter Nineteen Right Knee…Left Knee…or Wienie?

Posted in Fiction, Serialized Book with tags , , , , , , on October 8, 2019 by segarini

Now that things were going so well with Ms. Princeton, I felt a little awkward about bending my indoor gardener over the furniture.  Especially, since I no longer had any indoor plants.  I mean, suppose Alchemy and I fell in love in Fiji.  It could happen.  One night after champagne-soaked beach sex, betrothals occurred.  Then what?  If we ended up getting married, indoor gardeners would have to be a thing of the past.  Marriage is like that.

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