Everyone else gets asked what they want. I always take what I’m given. It’s a ritual we’ve followed since day one. I came in full of that coffeeshop rush, enticed by the familiar but exotic aroma, joined the queue and waited my turn. I’d decided on a black Americano, my go-to in a new place. …
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That’s Me in the Corner
A coffeeshop moment. ”How did you come across him?” Cafe conversations, going on around me. “How old was he?” Like a badly tuned radio. “I hope you like cinnamon.” Fragments fluttering by. “I stood on a box.” Cup half empty. “Does it really matter?” Used to be half full. “I prefer cardamon.” Pastry turned to …
Love Hearts
A moment in the mouth, a sugar rush, a fizzing sensation, listening to the Buzzcocks on 45. Not sure I’ve Ever Fallen in Love, but I’ve eaten Love Hearts. ‘Date Me’ I so hoped you would. ‘Dream On’ I did and still do. Life is never quite as sweet as you want it to be. …
I wrote you a note
At the start of the year, I intended to be here more often, to try and post at least a couple of times a week. All went well for most of January, but then health got in the way of things. A sore throat became an all-over ache, soon progressing to breathlessness and feeling pretty …
Is there room for two?
A few posts back I shared Unlisted Memory, a short piece of fiction I’d written for a challenge AlisonTrollop ran on her blog. She’d asked for no more than 100 words and the prompt for the story was lists. Although the writing on my blog will always be predominantly food-related in some way shape or …
Cafe conversations
I wrote this short piece for a cafe themed writing challenge that Alison Trollop put on her Patreon site. ”How did you come across him?” Cafe conversations, going on around me. “How old was he?” Like a badly tuned radio. “I hope you like cinnamon.” Fragments fluttering by. “I stood on a box.” Cup half …
The Thrill of What Might Be.
I sometimes fear I’ve boxed myself in a little with the name of this blog. Perhaps it should be ‘David in the kitchen, with a desk in the corner for when he wants to write about something other than food’. Writing a blog was something I’d wanted to do for a long time and taking …
David in the kitchen. 