Meringue

The TV stares silently in the corner. While my CAT is watching the front yard. The COMPUTER plays the game by itself, I sip my WATER and think, should I eat this MERINGUE now or later? Ah, I think I will read the COMIC BOOK first.
I reach for the vanilla MERINGUE and start to read the Red Zone Warrior. Wait a minute, where am I?
I was at the bench across from a boulangerie, patisserie. This little store had all the sweets you can imagine, ah chocolate croissants. But I already had vanilla meringues in my hand.
People dressed funny here, I thought, kind of from the 16th century. I walked to the end of this peculiar little village. A sign said, "Meiringen ". Wait, the flag was a Swiss flag. People spoke German here. Oh Lord, I was good at German in high school. But it was not enough to understand what these people talk about.
This was mind boggling, how I ended up in this little village, overlooking the Alps. At that moment, I still had my vanilla meringues.
Was this meringue took me back in time, where people started whipping egg whites and sugar and made such a sweet concoction?
I close my eyes and feel this meringue melt in my mouth. Heavenly. I open my eyes, my cat purrs. I am back at reality.
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