Theme: When something changes – good or bad. A twist of events, an unexpected turn of events, a change in the wind, weather, love, whatever.
Written by Melissa
My friend Eva had taken me on a date to her favourite little Italian in the West Village. We walked in, her face dropped. The red brickwork New York is charmed for, painted white. Opposite the entrance, a block red stencil of a giant rolling pin standing out like Stalinist propaganda. Wire grids laden with forks hung over our heads. The excitement of being in Mamma’s dining room eroded from Eva’s eyes while being seated. The once hand-written paper menus replaced with laminated plastic typescript. I imagined what was happening between Eva’s fingertips and her parietal cortex as we were assured zilch had altered in the kitchen. But nothing special arrived with our plates of Specials. Continue reading