I tried cooking in my new Quicksilver jacket, just
an affectation I assure you – no, not the coat
or the cooking but me in the wearing of it,
a form of warped appreciation, and when I think
of it the gag was truly fitting; it wasn’t new,
a barely used waterproof surfers’ jacket bought
at the Market for five dollars, zippered, hooded
and lined for the worst possible weather, not
really a substitute for the chef’s tunic, however
I found it warm and reassuring with its huge
embroidered logo on the back, like a newly doffed
personality, approved, well-used, somehow inviting,
and thus appropriate for an innovative recipe of zesty
beans and cheese with ginger and yogurt.
Like my wearing the jacket the beans were exciting.
© I.D. Carswell
(Ivan Donn Carswell)
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