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Lunch with my Grandmother

Those huge white flakes of fish

And the mashed potato dish

Have stayed in my memory

For sixty years

 

I remember the potato, creamy soft

Had a seasoned, peppery waft

And the choice of sauces:

Egg or parsley

 

It must have been a whole side of cod

I remember my grandfather like a god

Slowly stood to serve the fish

Separating the flakes

 

The etched glass...

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POTATO PEELER

 

POTATO PEELER

 

I want to peel potatoes all day long.

I love peeling potatoes because of their lovely round shape

and their lovely little nodules. I like to feel the earthy texture

of their skin and I love to take a potato peeler to them.

Just to feel the knife bite through their skin and to reveal

the white flesh underneath.

There is such joy to behold in ...

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