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Spudly Love

Mashed potatoes are a drug each bite tastes better than than the first ladled in hot pork gravy puddled in the middle of the dollop and dripping slowly down the sides soft and warm they slide down my throat a little salt a little pepper every bite I feel the pleasure everything is simple when I eat mashed potatoes I am in the NOW when I eat them... I'm nurtured by the texture and the creamy warmth and flavor of that fat spud who I think loves me as much as I love it. Food is love and "love is a drug" I heard that love is a drug in a song by the New York Dolls.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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