Boss’s Barbeque

Hi all,

My title Boss’s Barbeque, might have brought some bemuse, which was what I intended when I started to pen this down.
Boss’s Barbeque is not what my Boss prepared with his own hands, I don’t think he ever would lend his hand for that.
Boss’s Barbeque is not what I plan to do to him, I don’t have any grudge ;)
Boss’s Barbeque is not what he asked me to taste, I never wanted to taste one.
But, Barbeque is my Boss’s favorite food.
Whenever I had to dine with him, I have certain choices which obviously include only several different Barbeque Restaurants. Smartly, he asks me to chose among them. I eventually stop my finger at a random place which will be a treat for him and trick for me. ;)
Being a vegetarian, I hardly find a something favorite of mine on the menu but my Boss cheers me up and says “oh u always have a good choice of healthy green foods”. Well I will have to rephrase it “yes a compulsive choice”. If something else slips out of my mouth, I am afraid that will vanish the grin on his face. I don’t wanna see him scowl, so I try my best to show some excitement. Regardless of what my expressions means, he has tons of excitement to veil my grimace.
I sometimes made an effort to say “No” but it never worked out. You should be concluding, am too shy to express my opinion. No am smart enough to not to say “No”. Because he always paid the bill for those Barbeque treats. I pacify my cravings saying “lets shred the calories today”

I should have sensed his hankering in the 1st email to me which came from a friend/ex-colleague of his. Apart from the technical stuff he wrote on top, the P.S lines included a nostalgic experience of theirs. The nostalgia is all about meeting n eating at a Barbeque place.
So many trips to the Barbeque place still did not improve my ability to identify what is what in those varieties of Barbeques. I never really bothered what he ordered as always I used to be busy searching for one green salad/sandwich hidden somewhere in the crooked edges of the menu. And, when I get ready to order, the waiter/waitress skeptically stare at me…probably rumbling ‘u have come to the wrong place’.
But slowly the no. of Barbeque fans grew and he gathered good no. of folks to accompany him for his favorite lunch spots. I also had to accompany the group. Not that he is sentimental about me being beside him while he munches on a freshly smoked Barbeque, but as he definitely needs me at the other meetings he joins me in his group too. For most of the time, I remain as a silent spectator while they converse. I really don’t find a point to discuss about the food or the local habits as I am unaware of those. But, they never really bored me, I somehow enjoyed the time.
Unfortunately, his chain visits to these Barbeque places had to break recently when his fellow folks expressed a seafood interest. The dish they ordered then amused me completely. Until then I had no idea that Oysters are also consumed. I thought all those folks had enjoyed their favorite oyster meal while Mr. Boss tried to enjoy. His expressions reminded mine, but now I am very much used to these visits. In fact I started enjoying the green foods.

P.S: All those Veggie Readers should excuse me for the Non Veggie content of this post ;)

Cheers,

Vennela