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Poetry

San-san

Wrapped up in Marzipan

this ever special bake

isn’t a mince-pie

that’s something that isn’t a flan

but definitely what you would call a cake

filled with fruit that’s full of flavour

and perfect for all the family to try

a pudding that everyone will savour

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Acrostic Cooking Poetry

Nebulous

Salford 19 September 2019

#fowc #nebulous

Noted – you’re in a bit of a haze over this…but

every cloud has its silver lining

born out of a culinary experiment that went amiss

up to the adding of the popping candy, everything

looked fine – till the batter mix leaped

out of the pan and landed on the ceiling

up you look, as a cosmic array appears above

should you leave it there ? or clean it up ? – That’s up to you.

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Cooking Food Poetry

Turnover

AppleMark

#Fowc #Food # Turnover

Salford 15th April 2019

A tale of an Apple Turnover

This is a bit of a wonder

Undeniable – the baker is a bit of a marvel

Ripe apples transformed into a take home delight

Nice eaten hot with custard

Or cold with a bit of icecream

Varieties exist – some are spiced and others have sultanas in them

Everyone enjoys them as a breaktime treat –

Rows of delicious pastries leave, as fast as they are baked

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Food Pleasures writing

Almond and Raspberry Bake

#Threewords #Food #Baking

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 ?”

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Cooking Poetry Seasons Summer

Cooking off hot stones

the mercury rose again today

over at the campsite….they don’t need a match

just a circle of stones baking in the mid morning sun

plonking the pan on top and waiting

waiting for the small drop of oil

to start sizzling.

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Christmas Cooking Food Fruit Places

Transformation II

Transformation

in the kitchen

magic is performed

as

yellow butter

white sugar

brown flour

some eggs

and mixed fruit

join together in harmony

with the aid of nutmeg, cinnamon and mixed space

 

popped in the oven

and left to combine

they jump about in the warm

and become solid or baked

forming a most wonderful substance

a cake.

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Cooking Food Fruit Garden Treat Treats

Garden Apple Pie

 

A San-San By Brian F Kirkham (Inky)

 

The branches against the household wall

holds fruit that’s ripening for a pie

blackberry stems bring fruit with flavour this season

that answers to the pastries call

over with envy the birds do fly

could this be why it cooks with haste ?

depriving the feathered hunters a reason

to head for the window to grab a taste

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Cooking People Poetry

Apprentice

Apprentice

Written by Brian F Kirkham for the Apprentice prompt 7/5/2017

 

Flour strewn across the table

cocoa liberally cast on the floor

cinnamon dust lines the air

cutting through the icing sugar fog

And through the icing sugar mist

the young lad who’s eager to learn

emerges to grab his bosses attention

he was watching as the sugar burned

but alas, he grabbed the oven door top

and as the door of the oven started to drop

he realised there wasnt enough water in the mix

as his cake creation put him in a fix

A cloud of sugary dust appeared

igniting to light his hair and his beard

apprentice or novice – his boss he was swayed

to call the number of the fire brigade

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Acrostic Poetry Treat Treats

Cerise

#coloryourworld #cyw #cerise

 

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Cake with Cerise Roses – Sourced in Bing, Edited by BFK.

Chosen for its vibrant pinks

each rose, beautifully set against white royal icing

red in some ways, more deep pink in others

it’s vibrancy happily cheers “Hello!”

some might say cherries might have been a better decoration, but

everyone agrees – its perfect for a mothers day tea.

 

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Food Fun Growing up Poetry

Tempted

Tempted

Sat on the table,

with a note by its side

“Do Not Touch” – Says the label

that’s by the cake on the table

prepared by nephews, nanna and me

for little sisters birthday tea

But it looks so nice there – sat on its own

hungry Horace is a sneaking – but his cover is blown

he wonders into a very sweet dream

pondering chocolate and fondant and cream

Temptation makes him into the kitchen stray,

but Grandad’s in sitting room – and watches him sway

“No – one will know” , says Horace to himself,

till Grandad enters kitchen – putting cake on the shelf!!!