deepundergroundpoetry.com
Bosbok Strand
Winter months spent at the sea
Every day a treasure hunt
Catching prawns next to the lagoon
Picking up oysters fresh from the beach.
Periwinkels in the shallow pools
And of course mussels when the tide comes in.
Back to camp we head
Anticipating our epic feast.
A potato bass is sliced and cleaned and fried in a garlicky butter mix.
Grill some snoek over an open fire caramalised in the best home made apricot jam
Next we make a mussel pot with cheesy white sauce to add
Soon we fry the winkels, snails and other goodies with some white wine
The oysters we serve chilled, straight from the shell with a dash of lemon juice
All of this to be topped off with a fresh greek salad and traditional flatbread
These were our most treasured meals in our winters by the sea
These are the meals I'll never forget for as long as I live and breath
*written for the nectar of the sea comp, my first win :D
Every day a treasure hunt
Catching prawns next to the lagoon
Picking up oysters fresh from the beach.
Periwinkels in the shallow pools
And of course mussels when the tide comes in.
Back to camp we head
Anticipating our epic feast.
A potato bass is sliced and cleaned and fried in a garlicky butter mix.
Grill some snoek over an open fire caramalised in the best home made apricot jam
Next we make a mussel pot with cheesy white sauce to add
Soon we fry the winkels, snails and other goodies with some white wine
The oysters we serve chilled, straight from the shell with a dash of lemon juice
All of this to be topped off with a fresh greek salad and traditional flatbread
These were our most treasured meals in our winters by the sea
These are the meals I'll never forget for as long as I live and breath
*written for the nectar of the sea comp, my first win :D
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 4
reads 668
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.