By Stanley Collymore
Did the alleged and generally acclaimed inventor
of the now readily accredited and ubiquitous
fish and chips meal intentionally set out
on this today famous culinary undertaking,
or was it fortuitously just an accident
in the making that only occurred
without any planned conceptualising
or precise planning by anyone?
In essence a force majeure
of its own fashioning.
Anyway, whatever the plausible or more like
than not the numerous farfetched reasons
that are customarily and assertively
given by the average Briton in
patriotically, but somewhat
risibly, claiming that the
standard fish and chips meal is a distinctly
unique, English-indigenous and an un-
waveringly popular British cultural
dish in every conceivable way;
one thing is unquestionably
certain and consequently
completely fair to say.
That the favourite fish and chips meal so culturally
and intensely ingrained in the British national
psyche is unquestionably a most agreeable
and a really vitalizing, culinary delight,
which, as far as the British Isles are individually
concerned, is forever here to stay. Whether
bought from the average fish and chips
shop as is characteristically done,
or else lovingly and diligently
organized in the kitchen
of one's own home.
© Stanley V. Collymore
28 July 2019.
Author's Remarks:
Anything more that could possibly be said would from a logical perspective be an overkill and rather off-puttingly superfluous. So I'll leave things as there are and let your fish and chips, wherever you are, speak for themselves. Except for one thing!
If you ever happen to be in Worthing, West Sussex, England then I personally recommend that you visit the Café Vita there in South Street near the Promenade Roundabout; and where they prepare and distribute some of the most gorgeously delicious fish and mouth-watering chips ever; served magnificently by a most charming young lady by the name of Gabriella; or Gabi for short. Ask for her by name and she'll see you right. Happy eating!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Geeze, you're making me hungry and I know I won't be having fish and chips anytime today. But excellent poem; I most enjoyed it. But I don't know about triggering a craving for friend food. Sadly, I am fat enough already.