Lava bread (seaweed) is considered something of a delicacy
in parts of Wales.
I tried it once. Just once...
But I got a little ditty out of it:
But I got a little ditty out of it:
The Lady Bella went to
sea
And met some friendly
fishes.
They gave her lots of
seaweed,
Spread on lots of sea green dishes.
Spread on lots of sea green dishes.
‘What’s this?’ the
Lady Bella asked
‘Am I supposed to eat
it?’
‘Of course,’ a
friendly fish replied,
‘There’s nothing much
to beat it.’
‘It doesn’t look quite
nice, you know,’
Said Bella, gently
frowning.
‘It looks like what
the cows might leave
On fields, all soft and browning.’
On fields, all soft and browning.’
‘If that’s the way you
feel, my girl,
We’ll leave you to
your sailing.
Our piscatorial
pleasantries
Are clearly somewhat
failing.’
And so dear Bella
journeyed home
And felt a little
thinner,
But that would soon be
put to right
With battered cod for
dinner.
2 comments:
Ok Mr B, I have some seaweed delicacies to bring tom our firelight natter... yum yum.
I tried seaweed once, Mel. A Welsh person gave me some. Er... Can I have cheese on toast instead? That's Welsh.
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