The Last Supper
“The Last Supper,” is a 250 word flash fiction story in the form of a list of suggestions for baking yams--which may or may not be from this world. This is a humorous sci-fi take on the Thanksgiving holiday.
The Last Supper
By Sarina Dorie
Seven things I was certain of when I woke up Thursday morning to make Thanksgiving dinner:
1. Yams are supposed to sit in a dark pantry until used so they don’t sprout. They shouldn’t glow with an eerie green light. Ever. If they do, that serves you right for not buying organic.
2. The dirt in the grooves of the yams that looks like some kind of ancient hieroglyphs should come off quite easily with a scrub brush and some warm water. If it doesn’t, hope it has nothing to do with the glowing.
3. People who imagine luminous vegetables whispering to them would probably be considered delusional or psychotic by their family members. It really is best to keep these things to oneself.
4. Even if the vegetables insist they be taken back to their home world or else they are going to blow up your planet, they should be ignored. They are yams; do you really think they have access to such powerful weapons?
5. Vegetables do not mind-meld with your husband. Nor do they offer him Tantric sex with fresh, nubile, female yams as barter to be spared from the sacrifice to the great turkey god of your primitive planet. As usual, he should be ignored.
6. Yams make a delicious substitute for pumpkin in pie. Skinned, chopped, pureed and then baked.
7. Who cares if alien laser beams are presently raining down on us if we have this wonderful meal on the table?
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