Friday Family Feast

[intro] Sister Sara sliced strawberries. Brother Billy brought baskets of buttery bread up from the basement. Mother Martha marinated the mutton and made mulberry muffins. Father Frederick fastidiously filleted flounder freshly fetched from the family fishpond. Grandma Gertie gathered Grolleau gris grapes gaily growing gardenside ‘gainst garish gladiolas. Aunt Agnes artfully asked all about Atheism as Pastor Paul pontificated, penning a prayer for Pentecost. Cousin Carl craftily carved a crispy capon carefully captured in the chicken coop, covered copiously with cranberry coulit and crowned with a cap of cherry chutney. Grandpa Gus growled “get it!” gathering the guard. Everyone entered eager to eat: Sister Sara’s succulent sliver-sliced strawberries (served sans superfluous sugary-sweet simple syrup), Brother Billy’s Basket of buttery bread (baguettes, bonus!) Mother Mary’s mouthwatering mulberry muffins and marinated mutton melànge, Father Frederick’s fastidiously filleted fresh flounder, Grandma Gertie’s Grolleau gris grapes (gratis garnish of garish gladiolas), concluding confidently with Cousin Carl’s craftily carved crispy capon covered copiously with cranberry coulit and crowned with a cap of cherry chutney. [country fiddle solo] [outro] Pastor Paul prayed, pulling palms. Brows bowed, And antsy Aunt Agnes anguished as all added “Amen”. [END]