Well Saturday evening was here again,
What shall I cook tonight?
I know I’ll have some salmon.
So there it was sitting on the plate,
Salmon fried in butter
Sitting on turmeric rice
That had been laced with cumin.
The salmon covered with a sauce,
A sauce of mushrooms
Made with white wine and cream cheese.
I took my first mouthful,
A wonderful taste,
I ate some more.
Then had a sip of wine,
A rather fine white wine.
All went down so well,
But it would have been so much better,
If I wasn’t eating alone.