{"id":4067,"date":"2017-10-16T10:25:47","date_gmt":"2017-10-16T09:25:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4067"},"modified":"2017-10-14T20:33:05","modified_gmt":"2017-10-14T19:33:05","slug":"good-food-good-meat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/good-food-good-meat\/","title":{"rendered":"Good Food, Good Meat"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Mother<\/a>
Mother in her workplace with her colleagues at the 1925 F Street Club, on 1925 F Street, Washington, USA.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

My mother worked in the 1925 F Street Club in Washington, where she met Fidel Castro<\/a><\/strong> who left little positive impression on her. At a meal among the Irish community, with Catholics and Protestants present, she told how one friend thwarted a potential row with some excellent diplomacy! An old verse of mine being republished.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

“Good food, Good meat
\nGood God, lets eat”
\nWords uttered as grace
\nWhen friends of other faiths did meet
\nAnd one, being a bigot
\nInsisted on saying Grace
\nThat would be offensive to those of other faiths
\nWho ate with them at that place.
\nAnd so, joking, the grace he gave
\nBefore he and his friends ate
\nIt was a Grace of his own
\nThat belonged to neither faith.
\nGod came to him in inspiration
\nWhen a bigot his savvy did test
\nAnd never a truer prayer was prayed
\nNever a truer word said in jest.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

My mother worked in the 1925 F Street Club in Washington, where she met Fidel Castro who left little positive impression on her. At a meal among the Irish community, with Catholics and Protestants present, she told how one friend thwarted a potential row with some excellent diplomacy! 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