Let God dictate- a fish supper.
cubes of little fishes poached in the microwave
with a knob of butter and a groaning stomach
the aroma fills the air and ingest the goodness
then sit down with a cold glass of Chardonnay
and eat away.
Nom qui dorma est?
Let God dictate- a fish supper.
cubes of little fishes poached in the microwave
with a knob of butter and a groaning stomach
the aroma fills the air and ingest the goodness
then sit down with a cold glass of Chardonnay
and eat away.