Fried Plantain

The joy of the whole mouth 🥹

FRIED PLANTAIN

It starts pale, then slowly deepens as the heat works through it.

It’s not burnt, not rushed – just a warm, caramel brown that promises flavor.

The brown shade comes from natural sugar meeting oil,

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From patience, from waiting just long enough.

The color means the edges will be firm, the inside – soft, sweet, and ready.

Each bite hums of tasty flavor,

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Sweetness drips, not loud but deep,

A comfort known before it hits the tongue.

Fried plantain – where flavor and happiness collide.

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Yes, the inspiration for the poem was gotten after I had a food-gasm from eating fried plantain 🌚