Saturday's Storyteller: "It was just another day at the grill, except for the woman with legs like silk, and arms that stretched from Denver to Portland."
by Belinda Roddie It was just another day at the grill, except for the woman with legs like silk, and arms that stretched from Denver to Portland. Of course, her arms didn't literally stretch from Denver to Portland - that would be eerie and especially cumbersome. But her legs did indeed seem like silk, from the way they shone like silk to the way the skin of her calves almost rippled like silk, her thighs appearing to bristle in the wind as it bit at the hem of her purple skirt. The woman ordered a stuffed pepper, and she made sure to make it super spicy: The meat had to be spicy, the cheese had to be spicy, the rice had to be spicy, even the chili powder had to be the hottest they had. And damn, why stop there? Stuff chopped jalapeños into the damn mess. Hop it up with habaneros as well. It was clear that the woman, allegedly billowy and cushiony on the outside, was prickly and hot on the inside, able to stomach the kind of cuisine that would send three full-grown men dashi