In response to The Daily Post at WordPress challenge, here is my 50 word story.
As his knife hit skin, Paolo knew this would be the first and last time, he just wanted to know what it was like. Intrigue had got the better of him. Touching the cold, white blob, he slashed down again. Tomorrow his wife could return to making the Caprese salad.
See my more standard Caprese salad recipe in tomorrow’s Food News
9 thoughts on “My first ‘Fifty’”
Clever! Just a bit longer than Hemingway’s… 😉
Tee hee! x
Oh that poor mozzarella. It may have been silky and smooth, but it was so pure and white.
Its probably now a bit cut-up hehe 🙂
I know I felt bad. However all in the name of art! ;o)
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