I’m not sure everyone (ahem, Lizzie) understands what an amazing feat the lemon flip was.
To help you understand, I’ve made an easy to follow diagram detailing the event’s significance:
My beer with a lemon wedged on the side and The Girlfriend’s glass of wine stand approximately 10 inches apart.
I give the lemon wedge a slight flick, intending merely to dump it into the beer adding a light, citrusy flavor.
Apparently not knowing my own strength, the lemon wedge goes flying into the air, revolving no less than twice.
The lemon wedge lands safely WEDGED onto the lip of the wine glass. Not balanced, not resting, WEDGED, AS THOUGH THE HAND OF GOD HIMSELF CAME DOWN AND PLACED A LEMON ON A GLASS OF WINE.
I contemplate leaving the bar, moving to Middle America and never looking any one of my friends in the eye again, knowing that I would have left them at my highest point. Instead I take my lemon back and drink my beer.