simple sustenance

The simplest food makes me the happiest.  Don't get me wrong -- I lust after seven-layer-divine-molten-chocolate-decadence-cake as much as the next person.  But once it's gone, I feel kind of empty-full, a little sticky and slightly nauseous.

But a perfectly ripe tomato still warm from the vine?  Or crisp translucent snow peas just picked from the garden?  They satisfy and nourish me in a way no sugary confection can.  They feed all of my senses with their simple deliciousness.  They fill me up, body and soul.

William Carlos Williams expressed this perfectly in his poem This Is Just To Say:

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which

you were probably

saving

for breakfast

Forgive me

they were delicious

so sweet

and so cold

Until next time.

--lucy @ a little light reading

PS:  The beautiful photo below is by Hannah of honey & jam, a favorite food blog of many of our readers.  Her photography is a feast for the eyes, and her recipes are simply scrumptious!

fresh peas by hannah ○ honey & jam