Category Archives: Food

The Turnaround

Posted on September 30, 2025 by sputterpub

When we arrived, she wasn’t feeling well.Her attitude was obstinate and stressed.Before she started carping we could tell,although we knew it wasn’t lack of rest.She spoke and acted like she was depressed.We had to give the restaurant a shove,but wine … Continue reading →

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Ever-Blow

Posted on September 29, 2025 by sputterpub

The guy insulted me while dining out,although he knew the meal would be my treat.He spoke as if I weren’t there, no doubtdeluded that his words were wise and neat.I didn’t quibble and I didn’t shout.That blowhard never learned to … Continue reading →

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Hands Off

Posted on July 22, 2025 by sputterpub

They’re dining once a week now, and they cookthe dish her aging foster kid desires.He watches kitchen shows, she reads a book,selecting to avoid the use of fryers.She says she has him listen, taste, and look –she wants to teach … Continue reading →

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A Birthday Dinner

Posted on July 19, 2025 by sputterpub

The meal was fabulous: the room a treat;the service timing perfect; and the food?Each course was palate-present and a meetcompanion to the wine and talk. My moodwas light and loving, interaction sweetbut never cloying, sharp but nothing rude.Of dinners I’ve … Continue reading →

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Between Lunch and Dessert

Posted on July 12, 2025 by sputterpub

Returning home from lunching with a friend,I saw the varmint sunning in the yard.I waited for this photograph, to sendan early summer stanza, nothing hardand nothing brilliant – like a greeting cardI’m jotting to convey a note to each,that tough … Continue reading →

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Sitting Sat

Posted on June 14, 2025 by sputterpub

Two quarter hours sitting in the suntoday, away from home and every chore,I processed stillness as a sort of fun,and felt I needn’t ask for any more.But I was with a relative who’s oneI like to visit. And I also … Continue reading →

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Cutting Back

Posted on April 16, 2025 by sputterpub

For 8 and 50 years I have enjoyedblack coffee in the morning, with no illeffect. But currently I can’t avoidadmitting that 8 cups are overkill.Of late a racing heart has me annoyed,and my left hand when typing is unstill.My stomach … Continue reading →

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Diagnostic Coffee

Posted on January 23, 2025 by sputterpub

It’s seldom coffee loses its appealfor me, as tonic mugs of morning fuel.The only days without are if I feelan illness coming on, when germs are cruel-victorious. Today’s was like a jewelof taste, near chocolate-y, and rich in smell.Enjoying sip … Continue reading →

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Selling the Goods

Posted on December 14, 2024 by sputterpub

The kids will eat the vegetables I cut,and fruits that I arrange in patterns neat,mandalas where there’s care how things abut.The kids will eat. I mimic chalked-in pictures from the street,selecting foods to satisfy the gutand sight, as well as … Continue reading →

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Avo-Challah

Posted on July 16, 2024 by sputterpub

A tide of challah-making has besetthe families I foisted on the world.Inspired by late hate, one kid has lether mind expand her heritage, and hurledherself full-tilt. A month ago I madethe first, on Friday kneading, punching down.She joined for shape … Continue reading →

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