coarse Westphalian fare
rye of flour and berry
endowed with a deep
rich brown earthen
aroma hinting its
peasant born history
soured but slightly
fermented by starter
a savory staple with
ham and a full bodied beer
makes a fine hearty lunch
or for lighter indulgence
with gouda green grapes
and a crisply cooled Riesling
seldom does poetry
celebrate food but
sometimes the muse
arrives hungry
As with the poem your choice of wine is impeccable! Indeed the wife has a French (conceived in Strasbourg) Riesling chilling away nicely for this very evening.
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a votre sante
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Love your whimsy..and yes Great Choices 🙂
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thanks kindly, Morgan
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Most Welcome!
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You did great justice to the pumpernickel in more ways than one! 🙂 Lovely and enjoyable poem, Paul. 🙂 Iris
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thank you kindly, Iris
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Savory . . . And yes, I’ll have another ‘Dunkel’ with my nest black forest ham on pumperniekel!
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