Almost all grownups had that look in their eyes at some point in their lives. I bet every parent has seen it in the eyes of their little ones- pets included. The look that basically tells one how badly they want to eat something that is in front of their eyes, how attractive it looks to them and how they would do anything under the realm of possibility to get a taste right that minute of that treat presently teasing them and playing with their emotions. It is the look that shows the need and the greed, the plea and the promise. It is basically the whole MS-Office PowerPoint presentation of a magical business proposal packaged to say "Please give me that treat. Thank you" all poured into one little stare. And these stares have a ridiculously high success rate.
My dad gives that stare when he sees spicy mango pickle oozing with oil blended with red peppers and mustard. My husband gives that stare when he gets in the vicinity of jalapenos deep fried in traditional Andhra batter. My four year old must have had that stare at last year's India Day celebrations at Pioneer Square when a random nice woman offered her a bag of Doritos, with absolutely no words exchanged between the giving and receiving parties. I felt somewhat embarrassed. To this day, I wonder if that nice lady concluded that I like to starve my kid so I could attend concerts.
I know of this other girl that very recently had that look, too. It was right after her lunch and she happened to run into a friend that was walking with a stack of four large cookies in his right hand. Peanut butter, Sugar, Oatmeal raisin and Chocolate chip, from top to bottom, she quickly scanned, with her eyes fixated on the third one from the top. I already told you, these stares have magical powers! Of course the friend offered her a cookie! And yes, the girl got her oatmeal raisin cookie that was third from the top so needed displacing the two on the top to get to it. I felt very embarrassed and sorry for the girl's mom, who, luckily wasn't there at the time.
So. Sorry mom. Yes, I embarrassed you, again. Does it make you feel any better that I gave a half of it to my boss? Yeah, he had that stare too and his stare was just as magical. :)
My dad gives that stare when he sees spicy mango pickle oozing with oil blended with red peppers and mustard. My husband gives that stare when he gets in the vicinity of jalapenos deep fried in traditional Andhra batter. My four year old must have had that stare at last year's India Day celebrations at Pioneer Square when a random nice woman offered her a bag of Doritos, with absolutely no words exchanged between the giving and receiving parties. I felt somewhat embarrassed. To this day, I wonder if that nice lady concluded that I like to starve my kid so I could attend concerts.
I know of this other girl that very recently had that look, too. It was right after her lunch and she happened to run into a friend that was walking with a stack of four large cookies in his right hand. Peanut butter, Sugar, Oatmeal raisin and Chocolate chip, from top to bottom, she quickly scanned, with her eyes fixated on the third one from the top. I already told you, these stares have magical powers! Of course the friend offered her a cookie! And yes, the girl got her oatmeal raisin cookie that was third from the top so needed displacing the two on the top to get to it. I felt very embarrassed and sorry for the girl's mom, who, luckily wasn't there at the time.
So. Sorry mom. Yes, I embarrassed you, again. Does it make you feel any better that I gave a half of it to my boss? Yeah, he had that stare too and his stare was just as magical. :)
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