Angele Toomey Poetry

Sometimes all you need is something short and sweet, or small and crunchy.

The joys of fast food

A disc of soft yielding potato

Within the crunch of

batter.

Could life get any better

than a golden, salty, sauce-laden

fritter?

I put it to you, sir,

there is not…

Except, perhaps,

A piece of cod.

Notes: The sauce referenced in this poem has to be a good quality tomato ketchup. The potato fritter (NZ) is called a potato scallop in Australia, I used my home country term for ease of the rhyme! For good description and recipe check out this SBS site: https://www.sbs.com.au/food/recipes/potato-scallops