⏳NaPoWriMo 🫖April 🌱2023🌺Day 29

#NaPoWriMo #April #2023

And here’s our daily (optional) prompt. Start by reading Alberto Rios’s poem “Perfect for Any Occasion.” Now, write your own two-part poem that focuses on a food or type of meal. At some point in the poem, describe the food or meal as if it were a specific kind of person. Give the food/meal at least one line of spoken dialogue.

Happy writing!

❤️❤️This is a hard one for me as I don’t normally think about food unless I have to. M.! Lol 😆 ❤️❤️

Holland's Steak & Kidney Puddings 

1

The company started as a humble baker's shop 
in Lancashire in 1851, so we are well established.
In 1929 we moved to Baxenden which is home 
to all the workers, the recipes have been passed 
down the generations; so we are famous for 
our pies, puddings, pasties, and sausage rolls.
I am a pudding made there; my suet crust 
is mouthwatering and I sit in my silver cocoon. 
Inside my suet exterior lies pieces of tender steak 
with just a taste of kidney and a beautiful, rich, 
shiny, meaty gravy made from the steak juices 
with some secret ingredients, nudge, nudge,
wink, wink, although I say it myself 
I am sublime.
I am so easy to cook, pop me in a pan of 
boiling water, and simmer for 40 minutes and 
instead of chips why not boil some baby salad 
potatoes at the same time, take them out of 
the pan after 20 minutes and keep them warm.
Pop some garden peas to cook in the microwave 
for 3 minutes, then put the peas, potatoes 
and me on a warmed plate - no Spanish plates 
please, up end me and tap gently 
on my foil 
cover and wait a few seconds then ease me out 
with care. Cut into my suet and allow the gravy to come out

2

Talking like this has made me feel 
hungry; although as a pudding I don't eat other 
puddings, no, that would be cannibalism.
So nothing left now but that we part company.
You to eat me, and me to be eaten,  but please don't 
be sad at my demise, no, no, for I will be born again.
You see, I am the most secret ingredient of all.
I am the spirit of alchemy in Holland's puddings.

©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2023