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Ideally, while reading this, you haven't been as soft as butter, meaning you were easily swayed, responding primarily to an emotional appeal.
My intent was to avoid being as dull as dishwater. (Actually, this used to be "dull as ditchwater," both types of water being stagnant and uninspiring, as opposed to the brightness and clarity of a running stream. The change to "dishwater" might have come about through mispronunciation.)
Plus I wanted to pique your curiosity and appeal to your rational understanding, by bringing you the crème de la crème - the choicest of what is already choice - which is what any good writer should do.
If I've failed, I hope you don't make me eat some humble pie, "humble" being a pun on "umble/s," the heart, liver and entrails of the deer the huntsmen and his fellows would eat in a pie while the lord and his family dined on venison at the high table.
In the meantime, let's eat, drink and be merry, a popular variant of the biblical exhortation, "Let us eat and drink; for to morrow we shall die" - a traditional saying of the ancient Egyptians. They would exhibit a skeleton to banquet guests to remind them how short life is.
Brewer, on the other hand, reminds us how connected to history we really are -cause enough for reflection and celebration, too.
Glenda Bartosh is an award-winning freelance writer who kills a lot of time meandering through Brewer's.