A notion of the old-style English pork sausages,
those extravagantly ‘well tailored’ bangers we’ll
remember with affection’s under test, & being a
recent retiree - cooking’s th’ game for me - with
that best-flavours expression of the ‘immutable’
standard we remembered from days of yore - a
‘style & savour’ which was always to the fore in
memories of our Mother’s kitchen endeavours
Yet I already hear someone drawling th’ boiled
ain’t cooked argument best left to th’ gourmet’s
clique for proper riposte; heaven’s - we already
lost that argument, but an indecently seductive
scent from the ragù bolognese where they’ll be
immersed with savoury intent - slyly intervenes
© 6 April 2017, I. D. Carswell
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