Kate's Katering
Created | Updated Jun 23, 2002
Opening the door you hear that tinny yet familiar tinkling - the sound that notifies the shopowner that you have entered when they are off in the back room (presumably balancing books, or so, but more likely stuffing their faces with the remainders of that day's lunch, or sneaking in a cigarette even though they've claimed at least a hundred times to have quit.) Glancing about the place, you notice it's a little bit empty, a little sparsely decorated, all excused by a sign that says "We've only just opened for business... If you've any ideas on how we might brighten up the place, then by all means, post it in the Suggestion Box.
A quick survey shows you pretty much what you might expect from a just-opened caterers. A display case, still glistening and shiny showcases a vast variety of meats, from foie gras to filet mignon, and most things between, each with their respective prices speared into them on a frilly little toothpick.
A display counter holds various order forms, and showcases below it a delectably array of dessert foods, clearly home made (as many of them look a little wonky, yet still delicious) and listed in front of them is their American AND English names. Cookies/Biscuits! Proclaims one sign proudly. Breads/Puddings! Another cheerfully announces. You take a look at the sign labelled Spotted Dick and decide to continue on, quickly. To the right, another gleaming display case shows various prepared platters - fruits, vegetables, cold cuts, finger sandwiches... you name it, it's been platterized. Suddenly feeling a bit hungry, you reach forward and decide to ring the bell... You hear muffled muttering in the background, and from a door you hadn't previously noticed, emerges an odd looking woman. "Er, yes, then, welcome... What can I get for you today?"
I'd like to have the following to delivered to the forum indicated...
A quick survey shows you pretty much what you might expect from a just-opened caterers. A display case, still glistening and shiny showcases a vast variety of meats, from foie gras to filet mignon, and most things between, each with their respective prices speared into them on a frilly little toothpick.A display counter holds various order forms, and showcases below it a delectably array of dessert foods, clearly home made (as many of them look a little wonky, yet still delicious) and listed in front of them is their American AND English names. Cookies/Biscuits! Proclaims one sign proudly. Breads/Puddings! Another cheerfully announces. You take a look at the sign labelled Spotted Dick and decide to continue on, quickly. To the right, another gleaming display case shows various prepared platters - fruits, vegetables, cold cuts, finger sandwiches... you name it, it's been platterized. Suddenly feeling a bit hungry, you reach forward and decide to ring the bell... You hear muffled muttering in the background, and from a door you hadn't previously noticed, emerges an odd looking woman. "Er, yes, then, welcome... What can I get for you today?"I'd like to have the following to delivered to the forum indicated...
