A Fine Meal
I was in a shady Italian restaurant recently. I didn't think much of their garlic bread and said as much to the waiter. He apologised, and said that he promised the spaghetti bolognaise would be much better, being the chef's speciality.

It came (at last), and to my surprise there was a lime balanced on top of a quivering mound of scarlet sauce, lashings of beef, and glistening pasta. I ate it all, leaving the unusual topping in place, and enjoyed it immensely.

When asked if I had enjoyed my meal, I replied that it was sublime.
(StapMyVitals wouldn't mind a bit of that, Fri 6 Mar 2009, 1:01, Reply)