It was gone — the best thing that ever happened to me. Everyone was calling for me to bring more, but it’s all gone, missing in action. The clamor of guests through the kitchen door was muted, and all I heard was a rushing sound in my ears. My best friend Christina found me and asked, “Are there any extra hors d’oeuvres…is everything alright?”
“No,” I replied, “It’s not. It’s gone. Someone took it.”
“Took what?” Christina asked.
“My last bottle of Seasonest.”
Am I being dramatic? Maybe a little, but that bottle was special. It took an ordinary cook like me to an extraordinary cook and made my parties full of flavor and fun.
You might be wondering who I am. I’m Sarah Marie Jones, happily married and mother of two beautiful daughters. My best friends, Christina and Brittney, live on either side of me, and we’re inseparable.
We had struck up a friendly sort of rivalry with some of the other moms in the neighborhood and were constantly competing with them. Jessica Johnson and her band of soccer moms (really, they all are soccer moms!) love to try and upstage myself, Christina and Brittney, the football moms.
Earlier this year at our monthly planning committee meeting, we began discussing the annual spring barbecue. Excited to show off our new pool, I rashly volunteered our home. I’d forgotten about the last time I’d cooked – it was embarrassing. The committee looked at me. I held my head up, however, and said, “Yes, I will cook as well.” Jessica smirked at me, and responded, “It’ll be nice to keep things interesting!” And with that, the party was to be had at my home in a months time. But that’s when I found Seasonest Spice blends.
The Christmas before, my cousin twice removed on my great-step aunt’s side of the family sent me a gift with some new spice blends in it. She just raved on and on about how great they were, and I decided to give it a try with my new roast chicken recipe. I used Seasonest instead of my regular spices and it tasted amazing! When I say my family of four was picking the last of the meat off the bones, that is in no way an exaggeration. I knew then that I’d found my royal flush, my secret weapon. And it tasted delicious.
The day of the party arrived, sunny and clear. When I came down to greet guests, I felt like the perfect hostess; poised and confident. As I walked to the kitchen, greeting those who were already there, I was happy that things were going so well. Everyone was complimenting me on the food. I smiled, thrilled that it was a hit. Others were asking if I could whip up some more guacamole and nacho dip – it was almost gone! I walked to my cupboard and looked for my last bottle of Seasonest Adobo, but it was missing. Confused, I looked in the pantry, by the grill — nothing. My Seasonest was gone!
A light laugh sent shivers up my spine. I knew that laugh. She was here. “Oh Sarah, so good to see you! Lovely party, by the way.”
“Yes, good to see you too, Jessica.”
“So, we were just chatting about how delicious everything is! Tell us, what’s your secret?” The smile she gave me was like the cat who had found the cream. Darn. She knew. Did she know? So I laughed it off, “A chef never spills her secrets!”
The crowd laughed. Jessica replied so low only I could hear, “They’re just discovered by…accident.” My smile was frozen…did she take my Seasonest?
— So where do you think the missing bottle went? Stay tuned to find out what happens next! —