Turtle & Canary; Monday [12/11].

[somethingwithturquoise]

Today was, apparently, National Stretching Day, and, to celebrate, Apu had decided that, on the hour, everyone would take a five minute stretching break to really get their limbs limber and their joints loosened. And, at first, Summer thought that was a stupid idea, she worked out, she was plenty limber and loose these days, but as the day progressed, she sort of gave it a try a few times and....okay, it was nice to stop and stretch for a few minutes, especially after hunching over a clipboard or her laptop as she worked on her usual weekly inventory, ordering, and payroll stuff.

But if Apu was nearby when she was stretching, she was going to pretend she wasn't, that she was just reaching for something or that she dropped something, or whatever excuse she could think of to prove that she was not condoning this or participating.

But honestly? This one wasn't such a bad idea, and when more latkes showed up, she nudged them off to the side a little so if she wanted one, she'd have to stretch for it.

Today's Squishy Flavors
Bagel
Noodle Rings
Red

Turtle & Canary is open!

Island Causeway- Monday Afternoon

[mess_and_i_are_friends]

Humphrey should have been used to the long travels by now. He had made the trip from England to the Caribbean after all, so a trip up to Maryland shouldn't have been that difficult. But maybe it was the heaviness of what he was leaving behind and the unshakable feeling that he was running from something he should be facing up to... But whatever it was, Humphrey had been distracted and nervous, more so than usual, during the trip.

But he was here now. Somewhere that was very much not Saint Marie. And also somewhere very much not London. Though the chill in the air made him think of back home; it was quite a change from the sunny balmy Caribbean that was for sure! And with the boat he had arrived on already sailing away, Humphrey looked around the causeway where he was standing. He had arrived a few days ahead of his official start to his new job. Humphrey figured it would be good to get a feel for the new island that he was going to be calling home for the foreseeable future.

"Is that... really a castle?" he muttered gawking at the island's very obvious focal point. The very next thing to catch his attention was the stairs. So...many..stairs.... "Well, guess all that's left is to get to it!" Humphrey said as he gathered up his bags and suitcases and headed down the causeway. He didn't even get to the end before he had already dropped his bag once and tripped over one of the cobblestones a couple of times. This was going to be interesting. He really hoped there was some way to avoid some of the stairs... maybe?


(Humphrey is now on the island and the post is open to anyone who wants to meet the new guy!)

(Also myself and entire family has the Flu so there will be SP most likely from me at times)

Monday: Covent Garden Flowers

[mylandmyrules]

Nell was still basking in happiness from her amazing weekend trip away with Gladio. She didn't even really mind the constantly appearing plate of latkes - they weren't a bad breakfast, and she could always set them outside for the animals. The store was busy with orders to fill, but calmer overall than it had been last week.

Around early afternoon she finished up the new floral arrangements for Liliana and sent them off, leaving her with a little time to sit and put her feet up and daydream a little about her weekend.

The Photo Hut; Monday [12/11].

[hashtag_chocobro]

All of Fandom's holiday whimsy definitely took on a different feel when there was a kid who was just learning how to crawl and trying to figure out talking, so Prompto was incredibly glad when he realized that today's thing was not only simple, but also very welcome for a guy who had been spending too much time trying to keep a baby from getting tangled up in garlands and not terrorizing unsuspecting tiny horses or trying to put a million marzipan fruits in her mouth all day. Plates of potato pancakes? That was pretty manageable; he was pretty sure Liz wouldn't even have too much trouble handling that one herself, so he didn't have to feel guilty about leaving her to handle it while he was downstairs working.

Plus? Gotta love free food! It was nice to know he didn't have to spend too much time cooking today, at least, although he could already hear Iggy's disapproving A man cannot live on latkes alone, Prompto, to which he just laughed out loud and declared "Ha! Watch me!"

The Photo Hut is open! And fueled by potatoes!

Pizza Planet, Monday

[carbsliftthespirit]

Today was glorious. Every day should include randomly appearing crispy golden-brown fried potato goodness, if you asked Raiden. He was going to have absolutely no regrets about the number of latkes he was consuming, because Gluttony, and he was also going to incorporate the island-designated theme of the day into his menu planning, because why not?

Specials
Pizza Latkes
Latke Pizza
Potato Pizza with Rosemary & Olive Oil

"Should we include a note that we're not using the randomly appearing latkes for the pizza latkes?" Raiden wondered aloud. "What do you mean, 'It's more economical'? We don't know where they--I mean, yeah, of course I'm eating them, they're latkes, but that's different!"

Pizza Planet is open.

Trooper Station, Monday, December 11, 2015

[grenadesandohana]

Steve was in the office bright and early and found the Troopers in the back huddled around a television.

"What are you doing?"

Calvin told him.

Steve's eyebrows arched up. "Reviewing old crime footage, huh?" He moved in closer. "These are Christmas-themed murder movies," he said with a snort. "Really bad ones."

This assessment didn't stop the Troopers from watching, and eventually it didn't stop Steve from offering commentary from his desk about their terrible police procedure, inability to follow up on leads, and the possibility that the baker was probably secretly a serial killer.

Man, Steve missed serial killers.

The Trooper Station was open!

The Devil's Nest, Monday night

[texted3times]

Eric came into the bar already talking. "I will fire you right this second if you are making latke-themed cocktails."

Tiny slid something quickly below the bar.

"Excellent choice."

The Devil's Nest was open and the only potato-based drink were some of the vodkas.

Magic Box, Monday

[existencemisspent]

"Yes, thank you, I've already had breakfast," Eliot said to the plate that had appeared on the check out desk of the shop.

"We've been over this," he said to the plate on the shelf with the spell books.

To the plate in the back room: "I don't eat my feelings anymore, thanks. But if you wanted to provide some wine, I wouldn't object."

"Are you trying to fatten me up for some sort of ritual sacrifice?" he asked, when he came back out to the sales floor and found yet another plate. "Because I'm not saying no, but I would prefer a bit more variety in that case. Some chocolates, maybe. Caviar. That sort of thing. No? Well fine then. Don't come crying to me when the island is overrun with ants."

And he set himself behind the sales counter to scroll through his instagram and ignore the rest of the plates completely.

[open]

The Magpie Emporium, Monday [11/12]

[giveittoyoursister]

Vi didn't know why there were plates of hot fried potatoes showing up in the store (beyond the obvious island being weird one), but she certainly wasn't going to turn them down.

Which meant that some of her usual chores were on the back-burner today, given she didn't want to risk getting grease all over things, now did she?

[Open]