Reflections

Supping On Beauty

Down the gravel road to home this evening, the dust hanging in the air from a hurrying tractor, and then into the tunnel of shade created new each day by the tall poplars lining the driveway. Walk in the house and see the old dog waiting for me on the steps, her tail thump-thump-thumping as she grins her “Oh, you came back!” grin. Kiss my wife and listen to her etude of a Southern voice run the scales and describe something someone did and said. Shed the work clothes and put on my soft home clothes, the t-shirt gleaming white as a saint’s robe, the scent of bleach and detergent like incense. A short period of reading and unwinding while that pretty little woman makes good sounds and better smells in the kitchen. Next thing I know she’s bringing me a plate and a glass, and the same for herself, and we settle into our chairs and say grace and turn to.

Oh, and what a feast. Toasted kaiser rolls buttered so heavily they weep gold if you press your finger into the patterned surface, and they’re piled with loose meat, finely chopped ground beef that’s been slow-cooked all day in a special concoction of spices and sauces, and on top of the mounded meat goes a slice of nice cheddar, so thin you can read the almanac through it, and on top of that goes several sliced, spiced pickles, and if heaven won’t have such pickles available then let me find another mansion because it’s location-location-location, and next to the sandwich on the plate is a hill of macaroni & cheese, and isn’t it a sin to eat that quickly, but the flesh is weak and goodnight, nurse, did you say you made a pan of caramel brownies? So now the question is how quickly can this plateful settle, and come to think of it, yes, I do want milk with mine.

Ingratitude is a great sin. Being unaware of one’s blessings is a close cousin.

I am in no danger of this sort of transgression. Some things are ever close to my surface.

~ S. K. Orr

2 Comments

  • Bruce Charlton

    That’s great – really enjoyed reading it.

    I’m on a ‘zero carb’ diet (for health reasons) – and it brings home how much of my favourite lovingly-prepared, home-made stuff is sweet (e.g. cakes, tray bakes, apple pies) or carby (bread).

    I generally allow myself a small mouthful – but I want so much more!

    • admin

      It’s been interesting to observe my dietary preferences change over the last couple of years. I used to be completely indifferent to sweet, preferring instead to eat meat. But I have developed a powerful liking for sweets and have to exert considerable self-control to avoid leaping off the Cliffs Of Gluttony. I have tried the no-carb plan in the past but simply could not sustain it. My hat’s off to anyone who can pull it off.