Pork Chop/ Stir Up Sunday

24th Nov

More about food:

The Kidney

I just fancy one of those pork chops.  You know the ones,  

 thick meat on  bone-  juicy - with  kidney still attached. 

Of course, they don't sell them like that any more 

something to do with cross contamination.  

I loved that chop with kidney and generous helping of apple sauce.

 Didn't the meat taste better in those days? Or is it  the passing 

of years, as in "nothing is the same these days." Well, it isn't!

My mouth drools remembering -

 fat around fleshy pork-crispy, crunchy, crackling.

Served with mashed potatoes-

so full of butter - the taste as good as cream

        

Stir Up Sunday

It was that time of year again,

Lined up on kitchen worktop twenty pudding bowls,  empty, waiting.

 On the white, worn, pine table, holding years of family history, the tin bath,

the one passed down from mum’s grandma, that she had from her own grandmother,

the one that mum’s dad and  grandfather were  bathed in once a week -  father first, 

the one classed as vintage  now, which made mum laugh

Five eager, powdery, faces peered into the old bath filled with a mixture

of fruit, flour, tallow, eggs, breadcrumbs,  brandy and stout,

not forgetting the secret ingredient, which only mum knew and wouldn’t tell,

a delicious  treat for Christmas day - dad’s favourite.

A yeasty, musty, malt aroma filled the kitchen like a brewery.

Five little wooden spoons took turns to stir

always from east to west -  the way of the kings - each time making a wish.

Five little children asked questions - mum told them the story

of  Stir Up Sunday