No personal pronouns for you!
Your assignment:
Write a first-person piece about either eating your favorite food or taking a shower – without using a personal pronoun.
This weeks challenge at the red dress club is hard. In fact I am having trouble even figuring out how it’s possible. My mind can’t wrap itself around not using a personal pronoun! This is also my first time participating in a challenge.
Please be gentle on me….
Chopstick Love
Here, right before eyes wide with anticipation, sat a plate rimmed with a pattern of pale yellow rectangles, green swirls, alternating sprigs of leaves, violet tulips and light blue berries. A fresh mound of Jasmine rice lays atop the large dinner plate, a soft bed for the bite-sized crispy golden pieces of lightly fried chicken all covered in thick translucent yellow sauce. Tendrils of steam wafted the tangy sweet aroma of lemon, engaging the senses.
Bringing back childhood memories of the few times the favorite dish was made. Wanting to be a glutton, to eat until the tummy expanded until no stretch was left, sitting in uncomfortably tight pants.
Since adulthood there were less attempts of making the mouthwatering lemon chicken, three to be exact, creating a priceless rare gem of a recipe. One reserved for family, friends, and special occasions.
The Krueger family now here, visiting, laughing, and regaling in amusing tales of life. Being vulnerable about struggles, asking advice, requesting prayer. Marveling at how big all of the children have gotten. Sharing the joys and challenges of what being a family of five can bring. All joined together around the small kitchen of the Quinn household.
Chopsticks in hand, delicately gripping a nugget of chicken, brought to a mouth salivating with anticipation. Biting through the airy battered crust to the moist marinated poultry, the soft and sticky rice mixing in with the sweetness of the lemon. Savoring the intense mingling of flavors on the palate, bringing a moan of satisfaction to the lips after every swallow.
“The chicken is amazing.”
2nds.
“We should get together more often.”
3rds.
“Can you please pass the sauce?”
Empty plates.
Expanded waists.
Glazed eyes.
Half smiles.
“Food coma….”


I gave up on it. I couldn’t figure out how to do it without it sounding like an essay. You did well!
Wow, now I want the recipe. And I think you did a pretty good job of not using any pronouns. That must have been hard!
Wonderful. I felt it was a very colorful piece. I love all that not being able to use the pronouns forces us to describe everything so detailed. And you made me hungry! ;o)
I think your fabulous. You did a wonderful job…{i prob. couldn’t do it} ur making me HUNGRY and it’s not even 10am yet…i want dinner…out tonight(:
You did great! Now I am SO hungry – it sounds delish!!!
This def makes me wish I was having dinner with my extended family and eating something scrumptious. Good job! It was not an easy one.
My my… that is definitely food coma… I could feel the entire dish in front of my eyes…. great work.. i mean food..
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Great job! My mouth was watering. I loved the ending too! Couldn’t help but laugh “Food Coma”!
You perfectly captures the sensations of the dish. I also like the feeling of togetherness that you bring out with just a few words.
This week’s prompt was so hard. Kudos for captures my tastebuds so vividly.
“bite-sized crispy golden pieces of lightly fried chicken all covered in thick translucent yellow sauce”
I’ll blame you tonight when I insist on take out for dinner.
A difficult job well done. This one kicked my bootie.
Great job! You nailed it. This was my first week too and man did we pick hard weeks to start on. Means next week it will be a piece of cake, right. : )
Yum! I just ate, but now I’m hungry again.
Food coma, ha! Great job!
this one was way too hard for me, which is why I “chickened” out. Get it? LOL. but you did a fabulous job and made me drool just a bit!
Food coma is right! Haha! As a matter of fact, we went out to eat last night and had one of those experiences! Written well, was right there with you…..
You did a great job with such a tough exercise. I really struggled this week (in fact, I made up my own rules…). Lemon chicken & jasmine rice – yum!
Teaching students not to use I or We just to avoid sentence repetition in college was challenging. However, I came up with exercises in essay writing that helped. You just pull something at the end of the word to be the noun. It does make it more exciting. I think you did a lovely job going pronoun-less!