Metal clinks on porcelain. Incessant chatter interspersed with laughter from time to time. Bell rings, next up.
Whiff of roast duck, sweet-salty scent wafts towards you from across the table. The tang of lime, charred anise and clove -- sharp. Rich, thick fish maw soup with pepper and vinegar.
Clip, turn, scoop, turn. Watch - is anyone serving? None? Okay, tuuuuuurnn. Ahh, that of which you like.
An outcry! Raised voices, chairs dragged back. Fingers point and elbows jostle. The glass flips, crash!
A moment's shocked silence, then chaos ensues. Wailing from hurt children, defensive shouting from protective parents; all attempts to restore peace ignored.
But they are ignorant. No one but themselves. Accusations spout, blame shoveled, cacophony.
-Odysseus
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