It was only a bit of crisp bacon, cheddar cheese with just a hint of onion salt between two quarter slices of brown crusty bread.A tiny square of a sandwich made
microwave warm until cheese melted,
golden and oil moist onto my plate,
a slide for softened bread.
Only four tiny bites for my quick morning break
each flavour separate,
then blended on my tongue and savored.
Decadent? Maybe.
Guilt ridden? For something that tiny ~ never!
My tongue, taste buds and tummy satisfied ~ till lunch.
“He who distinguishes the true savor of his food can
never be a glutton; he who does not cannot be otherwise.”
~ Henry David Thoreau
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