LPiA Nov13

[dukealien]

The Purple-Eater People


Morning at the breakfast restaurant
wondering about what could be said
concerning food.

Then my egg-white omelette
with fatless cheese
cubes which at some point might
have been part of a turkey
and purple cabbage came.

Purple in this case being
somewhat euphemistic since
the cabbage had assumed
a fluorescent turquoise shade
around its edges
(which also dyed the egg-white
innards of my omelette).

When consulted, management declared
that sauteed purple cabbage
oft assumes this coloration
which reminded me of copper salts
with a hint of zinc chromate–
attractive, certainly
in rare lapis lazuli
but not, perhaps, for breakfast.

At least it wasn’t Prussian blue
so cyanide could be ruled out.
Then back to mulling on
a poem regarding food...

I got nothin’.