Do Overs

“What can I make you for breakfast ?” If you know the answer to his question, it’s necessary to reply loudly, No matter because if he doesn’t hear your answer, he will ask again but closer to your face. Chuck’s ears have been less than average for a long time. Amazingly, he has adjusted emotionally to his malady despite the abuse we have given him over the years. We all have joked about and made fun of his impairment with no mercy. I have been feeling a bit guilty now that my hearing is less than average, and I find it irritating and frustrating, but I have never seen my brother let it consume him, bitch about or use it as an excuse.

“Waffles, he asks?”Tajmahal and Keb Mo are playing on his TV stereo, and the coffee maker is flooding the kitchen with a mixed smell of mocha and cream. “Sweet potato waffle?” He asked. I replied with an affirmative nod because my coffee cup was at my lips, just beginning my drinking process. The nod forced coffee to go up my nose, causing me to blow coffee out my nose and mouth. Even the dogs took notice of my reply and cowered with this noise they had never heard. Coffee on my shirt and floor.” Sweet Potato Waffles? The dogs and I just wanted to see and hear you do that again .”

Charles has liked to cook for years. I’m not exactly sure when he started. My best guess is when he lived briefly in Colorado right after graduating college, he worked as short order cook at a small Mexican/Italian restaurant named El RanchO. Then it was Chuck’s fascination with the art of toast-making. Chuck became the world’s foremost expert on the numerous different toasts. His dream of opening a Chuck’s Toast Hut franchise was set aside to raise a family along with liability worries about burnt toast, even though a small portion of society enjoyed it.

Finding a way to tabulate the amount of breakfast served by Charles over the years would be a significant story problem. To tally the Children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, siblings, cousins, brothers-in-law, sisters-in-law, friends, and neighbors that have sat at the kitchen table would be infeasible

Chuck has never been a slave to fashion. Rumors have it that he still sleeps buck naked. In the morning, in the kitchen, barefoot, he sports a short robe exposing his legs, giving the impression that he has long legs, but in reality, they are very short. Forseth legend has it that numerous guests have sighted dangling participles below the robe during breakfast preparation, but I have not experienced such sightings.