It's a dull, drizzly afternoon and I've been vegging out with a good suspense novel - Kathy Reichs' 206 Bones. And admiring her heroine, who starts the book tied up, entombed, cold, and hungry. I don't think it spoils the plot to reveal that she saws through her bonds, kicks out the (cemented shut) door and escapes through a sewer in time to save both her life and her professional reputation; after the 11 previous novels, one wouldn't expect anything less from Temperance Brennan.
But what really impressed me is what Temperance fantasizes about when she first recognizes her situation: Seared ahi tuna. Thai soup with lemongrass and coconut milk. Mussels in wine sauce.
Even when (metaphorically) tied to the railroad tracks, the lady remains a gourmet.
In her situation, I'm pretty sure I would have been focusing on:
(1) the high probability of imminent death
(2) a place to pee
(3) a cheeseburger
and (4) the extremely high probability of imminent death.
In that order.
Given Brennan's indomitability, I guess the least I can do - now that I've finished the book - is to go and have a serious discussion with my sewing machine, which started spitting out disgusting birds' nests of entangled thread yesterday.
Love the post today! Made me laugh for sure. Guess I may need to pick up that book (and see the others in the series). I'd have to add coffee to that list and maybe (I said maybe!) replace the cheeseburger...although, with the "high probability of imminent death" guess cholesterol wouldn't be on my mind now would it! Heck, leave the cheeseburger afterall!
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