Prompt: “Look in your cupboards and find a food that brings up a childhood memory, and the memory is your prompt”

It’s called lavashak,

fruity leather goodness.

I sit in the garden

the stray cat looking

for something as delicious

as what I have in my hands.

I peel the lavashak from its plastic confinement

first, a lick

so sour, makes my tongue tingle

then an unmistakable sweetness

marries the sour.

What bliss…

a five year old sitting on the concrete steps

sun beating down

and eating lavashak.