French Food It's totally amazing to me that we pass up so many wonderful things with the explanation of, “I don't like that,” when truth be told we have no idea as we'd never gave ourselves a chance to experience it, especially when food is the subject and we have never even try the smallest bites. I look back now, and I think of all of the wonderful tastes, the marvelous dishes and the most fabulous memories that I misse...
I was opening a bottle of aspirin the other day. After I peeled back the plastic seal around the lid, I had to get a jar opener to unscrew the cap. Once I had done that, I had to get a knife, to scrape off the glued-on inner seal. Only then, was I able to use a pair of tweezers to remove the inner packing cotton. During all that process, I glanced at the expiration date on the package, and began asking myself about it. Th...
Earlier, I was writing. I was really enjoying it, writing about food and stuff. You know how my musings go. I don’t figure them out in my head before writing. It’s just all in the moment. I like it that way, but my computer doesn’t seem to. Switched itself off, it did! The wee bugger got a smack on the head for it and told that I don’t like it. “I hate you!” Were my exact words. I had this whole section about pork scratch...
Is this a poem?I often wonder.Related statements,on one line and another,does that, fundamentally,a poem make?I take my time,I think of a rhyme I post it hereand drink a beer.It rhymes, it scans,but, really, it has no plans.Where will it all end, and am I completelyaround the bend? Will my words, my silly words,rend the reader to think they're turds?The words, that is,not the reader...Are my words,just silly turds?And sha...
It’s food I want. My mouth devouring grapes and berries plucked and juicy on my lips. I want to dig potatoes buried in the earth and boil them soft, unpeeled. I want to eat so I can look into my woman’s eyes and with my hunger fill her womb with seed and watch her bloom and bring our hungry children to the air, her wet milk on their mouths so they can cry and breathe and grow. I want my hunger satisfied so I can shout a...
Bread and butter. It’s simple and beautiful in its simplicity. It is one of those things that always comes through in a pinch. Whenever I’m hungry and there’s nothing else, I make myself a bit of bread and butter and it makes me happy.It’s the simple things that make me happy and you don’t get much simpler than bread and butter. I had some amazing bread a while ago. It was salt and pepper French bread. I wasn’t too keen o...
Resplendent at his bamboo, yellow banana stall, the King of Bananas prepared for another day's business. His pitch, on the corner of Colombo's Duplication Road and Malasekera Mawatha had become an institution. Old sepia pictures of the high-rise-less streets show the stall in the same spot, manned by his great grandfather - Victorian Sri Lanka's Banana King. The stall and the title were hereditary and maintained with grea...
Is it really all that kinky if I offer you my Twinkie and suggest that you could eat it just for fun? If I promise not to trickle when I hand you my big pickle will you share it or just quickly turn and run? I know you’d find it icky if I said your fig was sticky since you got it wet and left it in the heat. And you’d punch me in the chest if I reached out and grabbed your breast so I could get a small taste of your chick...
Gathering of the Clan It was a special event, We’d set up the house And bought the food Cooked a feast for all our brood. The weather was holding Our hearts were glad My hopes were high. I hope it goes well, said I, looking up to the sky. Mad and Dan Sam and Dale Dem and Kate It’s a very good fate. I love them all I am proud and done Let's hope as it happens It all will be fun.
Taste Cutting the courgettes Snap, snap, snap Glossy green skill. Dicing the purple aubergine, Sweat it with salt Drain the bitter juice Eating together The lemon flavour comes punching through the underlying spice of mustard and cardamom seeds Next the earthy taste Of the potato Embracing the gently sweet taste Of the spinach Still with its vital life giving audacity. The rice is the tender And savoury setting Of the mod...
