Showing posts with label Comfort. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Comfort. Show all posts

Wednesday, 9 March 2011

50 Words: Comfort Food


There is a tin foil and greaseproof paper covered bowl in my fridge that holds a Christmas pudding.

We thought we were too full to eat it at the proper time but maybe we just couldn’t.

I think I’m hungry for the taste of that pudding.

My mum made it.