10/31/09

the best night of my life!

saturday, chow had a busy, busy brunch, and sounds like an even busier, especially fun and spookier, dinner according 2 hari's facebook post: "What do 4 penguins, an 80s go-go dancer, a bunny rabbit, something from Star Wars, a wicked witch, a black cat "meeow!", a goblin and a huge blonde afro have in common? They could all be seen at Chow tonight! Happy Halloween!" i had 2 go 2 chow 2 help orient chef dardi, as it was her 2nd brunch time @ the chow. hux came with me, he read, ate scrambled tofu on top of a sliced, toasted biscuit w white gravy and a sprinkle of white pepper. that's how he likes it. i went in2 the kitchen 2 prepare it 4 him, and he yelled out, "and daddy, dont 4get the white pepper. AND NO COLLARDS!" i had 2 stay much longer than i expected, helping chef dardi figure the logistics of brunch. he bought himself a new game 4 his ds called fossil fighters. oh he's all excited about this one, even more so than pokemon, 4 the moment at any rate. it was about 8:30pm saturday and we hadnt gone trick or treating, and he got all sad and teary, crying loudly that it was the worst day of his life. he mentioned some nasty words w my name attached 2 them bc i felt 2 tired 2 go trick or treating, and i was sure he wouldnt receive any bounty. " it's 8 frickin 30," i bellowed, " no one's gonna have any more candy, and u'll be the only kid out there." finally, after a few i really hate u's, out we went in2 the rainy night w his scary and cuter than an easter bunny costume, an all skeleton metallic mask, feet, hands and body suit. ambivalent i was but not hux. assertive, strong, confident, right in2 dunkin donuts, "trick or treat," he demanded w an open bag. next, every corner deli, starbucks, 3 duane reade's, rite aide, lowes cinema, cvs, 2 subway's, border's, another dunkin donuts...we went up, around, and down this block and that block, and he said, "daddy, i am almost done, wow, my bag is full, i have just 2 more halloween destinations i want 2 try." in2 an ice cream store, "sorry", the man said, "all out." kindly, hux said, " hey u have cookies!" "well they're packaged in a big bag that i cant open," the man said. owning the night, hux said, " hey, ice cream is great!" standing firmly with his bag open and up high, and w other folks watching, smiling and admiring his bravado, the man agreed. "pick any ice cream u'd like!" he said in a cheery voice. i was amazed at hux's tenacity and self-confidence, courage and bravery. @ 7, he is ready 2 take on the spooky world. "i did great," he said. "u did, " i exclaimed. "u r amazing, i am so proud of u!" i said. "hey, daddy," he said, "this was the best night of my life!" "i had a great time 2 hux!" i said. oh p.s., he was the only kid out there!

1 comment:

chefldardi@aol.com said...

Hux is a trooper and we should all take his lead i left chow at a ghoulish hour knowing i had already missed the festivities that no longer awaited me so i took on the night... my destination a train in midtown to get to my resting place my humble abode..... It was not easy and at times a bit frightening... Not sixth avenue...... no getting into the subway my thoughts were a spinning.... its now 9 pm and I must venture my way to midtown to that very ride to make my way home to my pillow before i myself turn into a pumpkin. after several attempts of getting to the avenue of off limits tonite ..... i realized the moment is now and Im seizing it i will march with the Halloween revelers and catch that metal lightning out of the city. Easy enough except a kind police officer who responded to my call thoughtfully and attentive as I said how deep am I in people????? Her answer you are at the end of the parade this crowd is beyond what eyes can see ... the visionary in me thought i must walk to the station of Penn ......and the rain fell i walked along ghouls, goblins, ghosts gremlin girl , go go gorillas, a gopher, godzillas the entire costumed cast of star wars and told myself the next train out is an hour away this will work...... as I continued to make my way I was bombarded with questions what are you suppose to be????? my response was truthful.... a working class hero trying to make my way home i fit the description backpack and determination of getting there as i heard the next voice in the far away crowd say what r u dressed as?? i decided a most truthful response was required. an exhausted pastry chef trying to get home to my mini hob goblins I cried out .17 mins later and many obstacle a rose I was on that very ride waiting to get a glimpse of the now forgotten festivities ....Alas.... Hux story saved the day I get a pure picture of the spirit of determination and the loot that awaits.......