Ode to baked beans

I used to eat baked beans as a child

I found comfort in their tomatoey taste mild 

I used to dip in my chips and fish fingers 

as a sauce to tickle my tongue and linger on

now I have them with a cheesy baked potato 

or mix in some chilli powder 

the taste still comforts me I am not much of a chef but I am prouder 

of my efforts when the beans taste different or better than their original taste 

I try not to waste 

any of the beans 

I remember my friend eating them cold

but I wasn’t impressed or sold

on this idea 

I think they need to be at least warm

I suppose they are still edible my friends way

but maybe in habits we cannot stray 

even though our tastes may change

I like to think I am not that strange!