Bird flu now boring everybody
Sonja gave up being a vegan a few weeks back. Hermann thinks that it had to do with the raging (not) bird flu pandemic that was about to break out at that point but didn’t. You know, like she must have been thinking that we were all going to die soon anyway so hey, she figured, I might as well have a decent meal or two before it hits.
She’s a very practical person, Sonia is. And she’s also been porking out like crazy since then, too. She sometimes gets this really weird Tasmanian Devil look in her eyes when she comes into the kitchen and then klingt aus (checks out for a bit) and objects start flying around in the air and stuff (yeah, that cartoon Tasmanian Devil one). Will and I still have to scrounge around for food here like when she used to be a vegan, but only now we can do it openly. It’s just as hopeless as it was then, though. Now she’s always been there first.
At any rate, most natives seem to be bored with the coming pandemic these days. And I suspect that eating habits have changed here and there in other households, as well. Some adventurous souls have even started speculating (in public) that there may not even be a coming pandemic at all. This hasn’t slowed Sonia down, though. She is also a very skeptical person and would never buy a harebrained theory like that.
Anyway, she and Bettina have invited us to diner sort of tonight if we do the potatoes and the salad and wash up afterwards. We’ll be having chicken, I’m told. There will be three chickens, to be exact. But they won’t be there for very long.
This is stupendous news, in more ways than one. Will and I have already flipped the coin. He has to sit next to Sonia. Sein Pech (tough luck, pal).
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