
by Guy Biederman
This two-bite feast costs a Queen’s ransom. Heirloom tomato has its own family crest. Hints of saffron conjure a Mesopotamian meal from 12th century BC. You pause with poised Nambe fork, and submerge into the most sublime bite of your life, floating all the way there … and back. Lingering in the afterglow. Beneath a constellation of Michelins, you single sip Samurai whiskey and take the second bite home in a gilded silver box to savor once more the exquisite taste of soul, with three years of saved miles covering the check.
Guy Biederman is the author of seven books, including Here’s Where We Get Off, micro fiction, Blue Light Press, 2026. He divides his time between the California bay area and the New Mexico mountains. His coffee name is Gud, apparently.
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