You hadn’t a clue what you were buying
till your nose grabbed the whiff
coming down the lane
Cooking away in the finest of fats
Chunky chipped potato
and the finest fish caught this morning
But it wasn’t these fragrances
grabbing you by the nosehairs
more the delightful smell
of vinegary vapors travelling through the air
Two dilemmas remain
Will it be Tomato…..
Or will it be Tartar Sauce
you dip your chips into?
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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