Woodberry Kitchen – Restaurant Poetry

WOODBERRY KITCHEN The taxi sped off toward Hampden. Wind lashing my hair, the road narrowed, the air grew still, as we approached Woodberry Kitchen in the refurbished mill. Sometimes a person takes stock of their inner merits after surveying stacks of preserved food in jars and the bottling of housemade spirits. That night, Romance came… Continue reading Woodberry Kitchen – Restaurant Poetry

Restaurant Poetry: Volcano Curry

  RESTAURANT POETRY: Volcano Curry by Annelies Zijderveld   When the coming blanket of fog buffets the sky like stallions set to flight, an awakening begins to rise and rumble in my stomach with insistence.   Off we go in search of something hot to head off the chill that clings to all of our… Continue reading Restaurant Poetry: Volcano Curry