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A Fine Feast

First, I start with soup and bread: A lentil porridge, And then turkey breast and veg With Yorkshire pudding - Plenty of gravy - Washed down with Ale! For Andrea’s Make me Drool with Epulaeryu contest

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Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 11/15/2014 8:36:00 PM

Lentil porridge, and turkey? I thought mixing ones drinks was dangerous. Best of luck in the comp.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 11/14/2014 11:25:00 PM

oh, Jack, my friend, you must know I hate this kind of food. hahaha. But the way you described it was so MANLY with the ale at the end, I just knew it had to be a good hearty Englishman that wrote this. Congrats. You wrote it very well.

Paul Callus

Date: 11/9/2014 3:01:00 PM

A fine feast indeed! Like how it flows along fluently. I too must have bread to dip when I'm eating! This is an ideal entry for the contest. // paul

Paul Callus
Date: 11/15/2014 6:20:00 AM

...back with merited congratulations, Jack. I would enjoy your meal....sounds very British!

Sara Kendrick

Date: 10/27/2014 2:02:00 PM

Reads like a winner to me..Way to go for the contest..Don't know about the porridge..Thanks for all the visits to my page..No the fiddler crabs are seen when the tide is out in the river and marsh lands at Savanah and other places..Sara

Jan Allison

Date: 10/26/2014 11:17:00 AM

Great poem Jack - not quite my idea meal as I don't like turkey but I love well risen yorkies lol:-) hugs jan xxx