The Wedding Tasting

Delectable memory

It started with a plaited cloth fastened by a flaxen bow a blushing wine in its exposure all delicate platters filigreed with gold too ethereal to hold what would be scraps polished knives grazing the brimming flesh lanterns forgot to shadow seducing the euphoric diners back to their hunger pining for what’s left a veneer of cream the supple mushroom’s earthen residue pinprick of garlic aioli smudged inaudibly by a careless spoon the verdant filling of a radiant pepper shower of scallions’ piquant signals static on a blank slate carried away by a waiting hand brushed to its disposal with a thoughtless gesture the same which presents a fresh delight in coconut lingerie adorned just so in petals the immaculate cake forked to crumbs