Simple supper

Salford, 29th December 2018

Some would say it’s grand, but

If you looked at it from recent fare … its

Meagre, though oh so satisfying

Plain bit of steak…grilled and cut into three and

Lovingly coupled with some Tomatoes

Eggs and fried onion

Christmas pudding

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Sat on the serving tray

Each little bit of you oozes festive smells,

Allspice, cinnamon and nutmeg

Salsa away with seasonal fruits, mingling

Over a drop of festive tipple

Note how the alcohol burns away in a wonderful display

And leaves a fruity taste to accompany the

Lovely sultanas, currants, candied peel and cherries

Human shaped

Salford 21st December 2018

Expectant faces watched as

Mum and dad mixed the ingredients in a bowl

And as the mix formed and rolled out on the table

Eager hands aimed to create a family

Out of gingerbread

Dad looked smaller than mum

Whilst James loomed over his little brother

But all were smiling

As they took their place

On the branches of the family Christmas tree

Masterpiece ii

Masterpiece 

Made from the finest beef

And vegetables fresh from the north of england

Something stupendous has been prepared

Transforming the ingredients into something that

Excites the tastebuds, as meat and potato dance

Round the pan with carrots and leeks

Pepper, salt and herbs

In a tango to 

Excite the senses

Coming together on the plate…a dish

Everyone will enjoy

Meat pie

They lined up down the street

For a chance they got one

The kids on the grapevine

Whispering the news

The meat pies are in

The boys from baxendale

Made young men smile

As a waft of meat

Travelled from the chip shop

The meat pies were in

And wrapped up with chips

And a dash of chip shop vinegar

Young lads would follow their dads

Delivering Friday nights tea

The meat pies were in

The wheels turned

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Museum of science and industry, castlefield, Manchester.

Inky’s thoughts on the waterwheel

Watching the water

turning the wheel

that moved the gears

that moved the cogs

which turned the stones

that milled the grain

to make the flour

that went into the bread

sold in the shops

the very next morning

Hidden chillis

Hiding in plain sight on your pizza

Innocent looking vegetable, scattered among the pepperoni

Divided by red onion and tomatoes, that ain’t no sweet pepper!

Devilish kick, and a rise in heat

Encapsulating the tongue

No wonder you’re sweating.

Almond and Raspberry Bake

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8th September 2018

I was never a fan of almonds as a child

come to think of it – i never liked any nut if it was still in its shell.

it might have had something to do with the way you could never break them open

after the joys of unwrapping presents and the christmas lunch there was always the pain of cracking them open with a small hammer

and the feel of shards of broken shell inside your mouth.

So i avoided them in my youth – picking them out of my portions of fruitcake, watching what kind of fudge i was eating – that kind of thing.

Marzipan was public enemy No 1

even the favorite chinese was scrutinised for the phrase “May contain Nuts”

funny thing was i’d eat everything else – even chillis in a curry.

Till one day coming home from college – i’d entered a cafeteria nearby for a warm drink before catching the tram home.  I liked the look of the cake in the display so i ordered a piece….”Almond and Raspberry Bake ?” – The chef asked

Errr…”Yes Please”….I Paused….”Just a small slice”

My mind got transported to being ten again. I’d just ordered edible dynamite.

The hot chocolate wafted under my nose….I couldn’t leave it

I broke off a bit with the fork and swiftly started to eat,

It was different to my childhood memory – not grainy or sharp – and what’s more – it was sweet….with the raspberry jam, it was like eating a raspberry sponge…and it made the hot chocolate taste nicer in a way

By the time i’d finished my drink – the plate in front of me was empty

The edible dynamite – hadn’t exploded

So i paid my bill – and decided to celebrate

“Can i have another slice of that – for the way home please ?”