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The Warmth of a Winters Diner
The Warmth of a Winters Dinner
David J Walker
The blackened cast-iron caldron
Sat on the stove burner waiting for
The task to begin
the water and the low flame
taking its time
all day to claim
a winters meal
It would begin in the morning
with onion joined by
carrots and celery
Chopped on the butcher's block
In bite-sized portions
Adding a bag
of frozen peas
then
Salt and pepper
Eight cups of water
And cubed up pieces of
A frozen round steak, all
Bathed in a tomato paste
For a long-days simmer
The aroma of the low boiling
Flavors escaping the heave lid
Filling the house with the flush scent of
Each ingredient adding its
Own unique element of perfection for
The winters dinner to come
The smell of cornbread baking
In the oven invited everyone to
The warmth of the
Heart of the hearth
Where portions of the stew
would be dished into
the blue ceramic bowls we
knew well and used
all of our lives
The cold outside was held
At bey that night
in the warmth of
A winters dinner
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