Foodies

I like it

that you like pomegranates;

strange jewelled fruit, that no one seems to buy,

or know what to do with –

Except us!

 

And the fact that you adore spinach;

Steaming great platefuls of the stuff

tucked in to as kids;

long before it became fashionable,

designer ‘greens’.

 

We discovered artichokes together,

A strange and prickly customer,

difficult to handle;

we got our fingers burned and greasy,

peeling, dunking, smacking our lips.

 

How brave we were to try oysters;

Reviled or over-rated;

Cool and salty and delicious,

so we discovered.

 

We have always had food in common;

Before we knew each other’s pasts,

and long before we found

it would shape our future.