Writing Contest: Jan. 29 Midnight Deadline!
BreakfastGuy on Jan 27th 2010
UPDATED: We’re now up to six entries, and the deadline is just hours away!
At this point, with just hours left in my Breakfast Writing Contest, if you entered you’d be guaranteed at least second place. Or you’d have a one-in-six shot at winning. Hardly anybody ever mentions this thing to me, and when they do, it’s “I’m gonna get my entry in!”
Well, go ahead! Write a good story, get published and credited in the book. Deadline is midnight Friday, January 29.
How to enter? Best is to email it to me, Paul@BaconandEggsPress.com. Some folks are posting them as comments here, and that’s cool, too.
Ode to Portland Breakfast
Aaaah, the sweet misery of a Saturday brunch in Portland! As I putter along to the Tin Shed I consider that I ought to have tricked one of my dear, earnest friends into arriving half an hour early…maybe even an hour! I could have feigned my ignorance, sweetly batted my eyelashes and claimed that, “oh no! I thought we were meeting at 11!” Regrettably, my steadfast honesty and notorious last-minute planning did not allow for such a hoax.
And alas, once I arrive it seems that I am the one this vicious scheme has been committed upon…no one has arrived yet, and I’m 15 minutes late! I scribble my name on the pad of paper while glancing around at these adversaries….all vying for the first table, ready to jump at the opportunity to sit with strangers, under the leaky roofing, in an uncomfortable seat next to the water station. There’s no way that any of these people are as hung over as me. I certainly think I should be able to hop the list.
I surprise even myself with such a thought. They’re obviously all just as hung over as me. I wander to the coffee pots and fill a colorful mug with this lifesaving, perfect roast. Just then my companions arrive and I immediately forget my contemplative trickery – resigning to the fact that I will always be the one to arrive “early”.
Regardless of the dialogue going on all around me, I’m in a different state, suspended in the anticipation of potato cakes with garden sausage and raspberry marinated portabella mushrooms and goat cheese. I’m fantasizing about the marriage of coconut milk and mangos, steaming and delectable. Or possibly some powdered sugar dancing upon sweet potato brioche, resting in a light pool of mouth-watering maple syrup.
“Leah! Party of five!” stirs me from my ravenous reverie.
After a splendid few seconds my friends had made their decisions and it wasn’t long until I received my mouth-watering plate of…
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I glanced over at the clock to find that it was time to go to work. So much for my delectable dreams of a scrumptious Saturday brunch!
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