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Nov 2011
Fresh fish caught on Friday’s cast
Fills the plate with a flavour few have known,
The aroma of a French dinner party
Pan-fried to a flaky finish.

Far from home but wholly here
Smells of a sister’s kitchen,
Familiar sounds of sizzling stoves
Sing a melody of where I’m from.

A tomato sauce topping the dish
The tip of my tongue tasting the tender meat
Tension builds, awaiting my comments
A terrific meal on the outside of town.
Katie Hetherman
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