poetry and prose about place

local eating … sprout sandwich

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Winter in New Brunswick – snow, frozen ground, temperatures far below zero. Not a time to be thinking about growing your own food? Not quite true!


Anyone can grow sprouts. I have a great sprouter, the 8 X 10 Sproutmaster from Sprout People.×10-tray-sprouter/


I have also used a one pint mason jar for growing sprouts. For me, a twice daily water rinse and careful draining is key to growing the best sprouts.


Today, I had a couple of sprout sandwiches for breakfast. Sprouted alfalfa, multi-grain bread from Real Food Connections in Fredericton, and mayo. Yum!



sprout sandwich


sprouts peek

between sheets

of whole wheat

green baby beaks


stems tickle lips

as though I kissed

a man with a mobile



satisfying crunch

crisp bunch

of alfalfa



green and white

and mayo

daub of mustard

sprig of thyme


a sprinkle

from my stash of seed

a little time

sprouts did all the work


swell, burst seed coat, grow

rinse, dry , fluff

pluck and toss

and wow! what a kiss!



Copyright 2016 Jane Tims

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  1. I love the sound echoes and humor in this poem. The last line is priceless.

    Liked by 1 person

    Carol Steel

    January 25, 2016 at 9:14 am

    • Hi Carol. Thanks. Wish my sprouts would hurry up and grow so I can have another sandwich! Jane


      jane tims

      January 25, 2016 at 3:22 pm

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