RecipeMuncher

This post is a draft of some fiction I have been playing around with. Not a literary sort, thats okay. here is the link to the recipe for the food. “Paging Dr. Rajabalasubramaniam.” Fifteen years, thought Sanjay. “Paging Dr. Cohen.” Eight years. “Paging Dr. Khan. Stat.” Twenty years younger than me, Sanjay concluded, with a slightly audible sigh. He mindlessly flicked two little yellow packets with his thumb and forefinger. He carefully creased the edge, pinched down, and precisely (...)

This post is a draft of some fiction I have been playing around with. Not a literary sort, thats okay. here is the link to the recipe for the food. “Paging Dr. Rajabalasubramaniam.” Fifteen years, thought Sanjay. “Paging Dr. Cohen.” Eight years. “Paging Dr. Khan. Stat.” Twenty years younger than me, Sanjay concluded, with a slightly audible sigh. He mindlessly flicked two little yellow packets with his thumb and forefinger. He carefully creased the edge, pinched down, and precisely (...)

This post is a draft of some fiction I have been playing around with. Not a literary sort, thats okay. here is the link to the recipe for the food. “Paging Dr. Rajabalasubramaniam.” Fifteen years, thought Sanjay. “Paging Dr. Cohen.” Eight years. “Paging Dr. Khan. Stat.” Twenty years younger than me, Sanjay concluded, with a slightly audible sigh. He mindlessly flicked two little yellow packets with his thumb and forefinger. He carefully creased the edge, pinched down, and precisely (...)