Coffee Crunch Time flash fiction

Crunch Time

Carrot Ranch - Snack flash fiction

This week at the Carrot Ranch, Charli Mills challenged writers to In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about snacking. It can feature crunchy snacks or creamy one. Who is snacking on what and why? How can you make this a story? Go where the prompt leads!

In my response, I’ve concentrated more on the crunch than the snack. It should have been creamy, but that’s how life goes sometimes.

Have you ever had one of those days where nothing seems to go right and, just when you think it’s turned a corner, something else pops up to surprise you? This is about one of those days. I hope you enjoy it.

Crunch Time

“I really need this today,” she said.

“Bad day?” asked the waiter, placing the coffee on the table.

“Yeah,” she sighed.

“Coffee’ll fix it,” he said. “I made it myself.”

She smiled, thinking of all the I-made-it-myself gifts received over the years.

With eyes closed, she scooped the delicious chocolatey froth into her mouth.

Then her eyes popped. There shouldn’t be anything crunchy in a cappuccino. She pushed the crunchy bit out on her tongue.

A fly! She spurted the remaining contents of her mouth over the table as a student and parent passed.

“Are you okay?” they asked.

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49 thoughts on “Crunch Time

  1. roughwighting

    Haha. I was hoping the crunchy she felt when sipping the froth was perhaps chocolate chips or something wonderful like that. A fly! Really fun and great 99 word story. I think I’ll use this prompt for my writing students sometime. Snacks mean many different things to different people. Me? Give me a chocolate chip cookie anytime.

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      1. Norah Post author

        You were! I wondered if you’d read and recognise the story in a different setting. There’s really no mistaking it, though, is there. 🙂

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    1. Norah Post author

      I know what you mean about flying things in your ears. It is very uncomfortable, Robbie. The fly I got in my coffee definitely wasn’t flying – not when I was finished with it anyway. That part of the story was true. 🙂

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  3. Prior...

    Yikes – this was a fun twist – and sometimes late September can be “fly season” here in our area so this was more probable than some folks realize – 🙂
    and your writing really let us feel the surprise – after the froth — and…

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      1. Prior...

        Oh yikes! And it is not something easily forgotten
        And don’t want to get too much into the details
        – but in 1990 – I had someone spit in my coffee and I believe it was racially charged – I was passing through a rural town down south (US) and got a coffee to go and Norah! Part way through the “loogey” surfaced – ugh!

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        1. Norah Post author

          Eeew! That’s awful, Yvette. There was a similar scene in a Seinfeld episode and I always think how we are really at the mercy of those who prepare our food and wait on us. I desperately try to not think about it when eating out. I’d never eat out again. Did you ever drink coffee again?

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          1. Prior...

            Yes I recovered – funny what a short memory we have! Another time – in 2001ish I got really sick after eating fast food – and later I realized the guy was acting weird – so the lesson learned there is to never eat or consume if we ever get a “check inside” – if that makes sense – and a few times we have left restaurants or pulled away from a drive through – over many years – and then really only dined at places that we trusted
            — but in general – people are way too trusting of who they allow to handle their food – and when folks are rude to their servers – really??

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            1. Norah Post author

              Yeah, it’s a risk we take for convenience or enjoyment, isn’t it. I guess most of the time it turns out okay. But I do agree with you about people being rude – one never knows!

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    1. Norah Post author

      Could have been. I don’t think the fly was intentional on his part though. I’m sorry I focussed more on the crunch than the snack. I enjoyed your crunchy chips and got distracted.

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  4. Shepherd Cathy

    ,”Sweet Stepper*
    A friend taught me dark chocolate is healthy. The girls name is “sweet stepper” . Most children want to get into their mommy’s purse to get treats, or take the trash our without asking, do favors . This girl loved to stay around her dad when she wanted gas after learning to drive, or special things, she knew he loved to give. Sweet Stepper fixed him and her brothers biscuits and gravy, eggs, whatever was available before they went to work and school. Treating her sweet was the name of the friendship game.

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