Easter Eggs

"Aint nobody that
can eat fifty eggs!" My son
ate three. Bellyache.

Steamy

Black mussel shells part
revealing white wet sweet lips. 
Vaguely arousing.

Good Friday

Fish market packed with
hungry Catholics, novice
pescatarians.

Lenten Feast

Clams and mussels steamed
with garlic and dry white wine.
Abstinence?  Not sure.

Simmering Stock

The purple onions
bob amongst bones. The stockpot
illuminated.

Campbell's Bliss

My son lovingly
slurps soup: chicken and stars from
a can.  Happiness.

Saint Patrick's Feast

Corned beef: mustard, cloves,
honey slathered.  Simmering.
Serve with colcannon.