I usually dine out with a couple of my close girlfriends. We tend to have the same interests – martinis, yummy food, cocktails and occasional dancing.
The last time I visited Steamworks for my usual pitcher of mojitos (and trust me, this one I always do with friends. It wouldn’t do for me to go around alone drinking a pitcher of mojitos with dinner!), my dining partner and I came up with a new word.
“Mojitoed.”
Let me explain: On that particular night, we had met for dinner and both of us had been extraordinarily hungry. I had found a fly in my lunch and tossed it in the bin (the whole lunch, not just the fly). My friend, for whatever reason, had also had a tiny lunch, so both of our tummies were rumbling.
We headed to our regular dining spot, Steamworks, and ordered our standard drink, a pitcher of mojitos for the two of us. We took our time with the drinks, but since there was nothing else in our stomachs when we started in on them, they hit us a little harder than usual.
We didn’t exactly linger over our meals. We scarfed them down (and yes, contrary to my spellchecker, I am certain that scarfed is indeed a real word). And then, with happy, full bellies – and feeling a little warm and tingly from the drinks – we headed towards the Granville Mall. Where the Aldo Outlet shoe store is.
And as we were walking there, we were trying to convince ourselves that we didn’t need new shoes, and that we only wanted new shoes because of the mojitos. And then we said that we were mojitoed. Thus, a new word is born.
But it’s not just a word. It’s a state of being.
“Mojitoed” describes the bliss that you feel after a hard day of work, when you were very hungry and then you filled up on good food and had a couple of lovely, minty-lime alcoholic beverages. “Mojitoed” means the warm fuzzies you get from a good meal and a couple of drinks with a good friend, even if your judgment may be affected.
The shoes will last until I break the heels off of them. The memory of mojitoed shoe shopping with a good friend will last forever.
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