Friday, November 24, 2017
Haiku Friday: The Things We Ate
I am a traditionalist when it comes to Thanksgiving dinner, but I know that not everyone is. Whether it be turkey or pasta, I hope you ate with gusto and love yesterday.
For me, Thanksgiving is marked not just by the food but by the drinks. When I was a kid there wasn't room in the fridge for everything, and one of my jobs would be to take things out and bring them back: tall bottles of wine, jugs of cider, cans of soda, and squat bottles of beer. I loved dashing from the warm and loud house out into the cold and still night and back.
Let's haiku about what we ate and drank, yesterday and in the past. Here, I will go first.
The labels, magic:
Gigondas, Vacqueyras, Graves;
All so far away.
Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable pattern, and have some fun!