Digestive

Food, Poetry

Definitely something to go with cheese

In a salad, with tomato and cucumber

Goes great in a picnic or lunch box

Even nicer when covered in dark chocolate

Some say, it’s the daddy of all biscuits

To others, the rich tea aficionados

Its a worthy opponent

Versatile whether with a hot drink, or on a meal plate or

Even in a pudding (like on a cheesecake base)

Noodles

Food, Poetry

Salford, 23rd February 2019

They could be mistaken for spaghetti

but these wiggly worms are made of sterner stuff

egg yellow gives you a clue of their content

clumped together in a group they drop

into steaming water – with a drop of oil

they swim around till they soften

till they’re joined by the meat and the veg –

cooking away in another pan

and then coated in sticky, sweet and savory sauce

ready for serving to all and sundry

Almond and Raspberry Bake

Food, Pleasures, writing

#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 ?”

Battenburg

Eating, Food, Poetry

Salford 17th August 2018

battenburg

#Cake #Marzipan #Sweet #Battenburg #Sponge #Pudding #Jam

Built like

a sponge colossus

to many – a

teatime snack to

enjoy just after your chops and vegetables

now how much you have is down to you

but then again – its a question of how much sponge

unless of course, you don’t like Marzipan

reactions to this cake – understandable

“great!  can we have one more slice please ?”