“I’ve never been jealous of the mayor. I am a bit jealous today.”
– Josh Resnek talking with the mayor’s Blue Suit
By JOSH RESNEK
The Blue Suit and I met at Oliveira’s on Broadway just out of Glendale Square Tuesday afternoon.
We both did the buffet for the basics – salad, potatoes, rice – and then we went to the carving table where we were served some freshly broiled and cut rare steak, chicken, and lamb.
I believe Oliveira’s does Brazilian food about the best in the city.
We sat in the main dining room, off to a corner near to the front of the room. With social distancing restrictions limiting the number of tables, and not many of the tables filled with diners, we felt relatively safe.
The Blue Suit seemed happy. Frankly, I was a bit down.
Monday had been a bad day. I was recovering from it as we ate our plates food.
“What’s the problem, Josh? Usually, you are asking me what my problem is. Today, I have no problem, at least I’m not aware of any. I’m fine. I had a good Easter. The mayor has been leaving me alone. I’m up and at ‘em and ready to go,” the Blue Suit said slopping together a heaping fork of meat, lettuce, rice, and potato and shoving it into his mouth.
“Good God, man. How can you fit a giant helping of food like that inside your mouth?” I asked.
The Blue Suit chewed and chewed. He had so much food inside his mouth that it was difficult for him to swallow all of it. I thought he couldn’t breathe. Finally, he got it down. A big lump of food lodged in his throat. His throat bulged. Then it contracted when the food dropped. A moment later, He let out a loud clapper – a massive, howling, deep stomach burp.
“Excuse me!!!” the Blue Suit exclaimed.
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