Food for Thought by Judy Mitchell

A roast beef sandwich with English mustard,

Mum’s apple pie with tinned yellow custard.

A burger with blue cheese and fries on the side,

Bacon and black pudding, crisply fried.

 

A pot of pork dripping from Sunday’s roast

With the brown jelly spread on Monday’s toast.

Cold meat and salad for that day’s tea

With piccalilli and onions and a mug of strong tea.

 

Donuts made on the harbour top,

Covered in sugar and eaten still hot.

Fish and chips on the front with paper and fork

Then back to the car on the cliff walk.

 

Cheese from the market, wrapped in waxed paper,

The best pork pies still warm from the baker.

French crusty bread deliciously smelly,

Salami and Prosciutto from the Italian Deli.

Red Summer Pudding packed full of berries,

A villa in France and sweet, sun-ripe cherries.

Strawberries and Cream and Tarte au Citron,

Cold Crème Brûlée and Vacherin aux Marrons.

 

A beachside restaurant and the catch of the day,

Fish cooked with potatoes in the Portuguese way.

The wind in the umbrella and sand in my toes,

Back to the beach for an afternoon doze.