A Beatitude
Each evening he sits down to the mandala of meat and three vegetables. Tonight is sausages. Last night was rissoles. He’s planning for tomorrow night to be chicken. He hasn’t had lamb cutlets in a while. Next time he passes by the butcher’s he will see if they’re on special. Mashed potato, peas, corn and carrots are the basis of this meditation. He sprinkles a little salt and pepper over his food. The table is set with knife and fork, and a spoon for dessert. Custard with tinned fruit is the staple. His family has all grown up, his wife long past. This is his time to reflect, to remember, to reminisce. This is holy communion.
A Fullness in Brevity - Adam Byatt 