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âVery goodâ he smiled, thinking {Your generous hips suggest to me I neednât say anything about our generous portions.} âBeverage this evening?â
âA bottle of the 2017 Pearly Night merlot, please.â
âExcellent. Wine with the meal?â
âIâm ready nowâ she grinned.
Millions of people in the world, millions of opinions of all sorts. What to AndrĂ©s was Leighâs generous right hip (the only one of hers he could see as she sat) tended to be little more than pleasantly curvaceous in the fatlovesex world, a.k.a. the fatosphere. Naturally even there opinions differed, with some in the community likely to apply the plumper label to her physique, others disagreeing that sheâd reached that level of plushness.
{This is why Iâm doing this cruise!} blissed-out Leigh thought, as she savored her current Crab Rangoon Moon moon-shaped dumpling, feeling wholly in the moment and mostly (apart from the dressy formality) in her element. {No one knows me, no oneâs looking at me, no oneâs judging me.}
Throughout the entirety of the meal, every bite of every dish made love to her taste buds, with every sip of wine caressing them.
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Well over an hour later, vanquished plates, platters, and bowls disappeared into the hands of the busser, then into his pre-rinse/transport bucket.
The moment he rolled away, AndrĂ©s reappeared. âDessert this evening?â
âYes please. Please kindly explain why even a chef prone to alliteration would name a dessert Persnickety Snickerdoodles?â
âWe do generally tend to think of the definition of persnickety as fussing over trivial, minor, possibly irrelevant details, I admit. There is however the definition of substances, materials, or ingredients requiring the utmost precision and care, which is how Chef Lindgren describes this dishâs titling.â
âIâve made snickerdoodles at home before. The ingredients arenât that fussy!â she objected.
âAh, but the many nuanced ingredients setting Persnickety Snickerdoodles apart from those you and I and others we know have made put them in a separate category necessitating precise execution.â
Her very full stomach told Leigh to proceed with caution, perhaps even opt out of dessert. Her lusty taste buds told her otherwise. âI must know for myself what sets these Persnickety Snickerdoodles apart from the many good ones Iâve had and occasionally made over the years.â
âVery good.â
âIs a small pot of mint tea an option?â
âAbsolutely. We have spearmint, peppermint, and blended mint non-caffeinated herbal infusions.â
âSpearmint please.â
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{Nutmeg⊠candied lavender⊠honey⊠*wowwww!*}
Her mouth figuratively danced a jig at the joys of these amazing cookies, complimented exquisitely by the spearmint tea.
Very mildly disappointed that AndrĂ©s wasnât on the menu in any capacity, Leigh bid him and Glissando goodnight. Her bright below-knee floral extravaganza-on-white dress had its work cut out for it containing her maxed-out belly. Other than tightness around that region from the 100% cotton dressâs lack of give, she felt comfortable on her way out of the restaurant.
On her way back through the still-busy Grand Promenade, Leigh played a solo game of identifying as many different languages as she could recognize. Monolingual herself, she nevertheless had sufficient familiarity with the characteristics of several of the worldâs major languages to be able to identify them on sound, even if she could rarely understand more than an occasional word and not ever speak even that much.
Italian from the large group of about 23 apparently-Italians standing near the lobby seating area of the Grand Promenade was easy. One friendly gentleman amongst them briefly smiled and waved at her over the distance as she passed, upon seeing her apparently studying him/them.
German from a passing likely-German couple in a deep conversation with one another and seemingly in somewhat of a hurry was easy.
A group of 4 individuals sounding to her to be speaking Chinese on the brief occasions they spoke as they stood and looked between one another (possibly figuring something out together) incremented her count by one.
Gliding down the down escalator as she glid up the up escalator, Leigh thought she heard a couple looking to her like parents speaking to 4 younger people with them in an Asian language of which she was not certain. Hearing âkimcheeâ she guessed Korean.
A few steps away from the top of the escalators near the main elevators the characteristic serial monosyllabic staccato of Japanese caught her ear, confirmed with several repeated âHiâs (themselves confirmations).
Hearing Spanish came as no surprise whatsoever, for a ship which most recently boarded no more than 15 miles from the Mexican border. Thing was, to Leighâs ears the couple riding with her in the elevator seemed to be speaking another Spanish dialect. Which one, she had no idea.
âBeeauuutiful ship, yes?â the gentleman of the pair said to her.
Much as she was tempted to reply âSi. Muy lindaâ, her better wisdom kept her on the much safer path of sticking with âYes, very much so.â
Each of Ernesto and Gloria Albiol introduced themselves to Leigh (and vice-versa) with hearty handshakes just before exiting the elevator on the Vista deckâone amongst the primarily-stateroom decks.
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