iftaar special

at dinner in one of dubai’s restaurants last night:

my friend asks for a large bottle of water to take with himself to hotel. the waiter comes back with the menu and starts describing the iftaar special (we are halfway through our dinner already.)
so my friend tones down his cadence and tries to describe. big. bottle. of water. the waiter nods violently, indicating comprehension.
comes back with an empty champaign glass and two bananas.

i take a half-empty bottle of water the guests in the table next to us have left behind and start waving it. we get our water.

and all the while i thought hunger had driven me stupid.


~ by safrang on September 4, 2008.

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