Amid the Tree now got, where plentie hung Tempting so nigh, to pluck and eat my fill
I spar'd not, for such pleasure till that hour At Feed or Fountain never had I found.
As the older Gandhi recalled in his autobiography, "C* I would trot 10 or 12 miles each day, go into a cheap restaurant and eat my fill
of bread but would never be satisfied.
Perhaps what I've done is spend a lifetime trying to recreate those years when I could eat my fill
of sundaes and pizza without worrying about how I'd look in a bathing suit.
Maybe it's because I was born in the years of post-war rationing that I like to eat my fill
Sure I could eat my fill
of grits, fried chicken, okra and some of the best barbecue on the planet, but nothing could erase the longing for local food.