Business drinks. 12/01/08: The escargot we picked at over “business drinks” were so good that I thought about slurping up the garlic and liquid left in each depression in the shared platter in the middle of the table. I thought, maybe too much, to myself, about slurping the garlic, while I should have been thinking and talking out loud to the others about “business things.” We were, after all, having “business drinks.” We were “wrapping up a project.”
We did not take an after photo. I was too busy trying not to say “garlic” when I meant to say “business stuff.” And by the time the talk devolved into chatting about setting up all the single business people I couldn’t quite figure out how to explain why we would be taking a photo of the remains. Or why we were slurping up all the garlic from the depressions in the shared escargot platter in the middle of the table.
