God Is A Chef
There is a sign in heaven's kitchen,
That says enter at your own risk,
Be mindful of the lichen,
And the low flying whisk!
No idea what they are baking,
But following the recipe,
This is what they are making,
I wonder what it could be?
Start with 5oz of enthusiasm,
Knead cheer in the dough,
Then heat some sincerity,
For that golden glow.
Marinade in courtesy,
Grind some inspiration,
Pepper it over the top,
With gusto and dedication.
Take a pinch of wisdom,
Add a lot of tender care,
Sprinkle it with love,
And spread it everywhere.
Add a dash of beauty,
Mixed with a warm smile,
Garnish with humour,
Keep us grinning all the while.
Put in a spoonful of charisma,
Finish with a heart of gold,
This is one special recipe,
Baked with virtue extolled.
So what has been made?
No ordinary strawberry fool,
But a delicate dish,
That makes everyone drool!
Taken fresh out of the oven,
We find a fluffy fondue,
As all these ingredients,
Have created a wonderful you!
poem by Dale Mullock
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Spreading Haddock
First pre-heat the oven at 350degrees.
Take approximately 3lbs of fresh haddock,
Season it..
With a compound seasoning of salt
Oregano, pepper/red pepper, garlic powder,
Onion powder, and celery salt.
Gently rub these ingredients into the awaiting haddock!
One baking dish is needed.
Pour one full cup of water/maybe more into dish.
Sprinkle Basil onto the water. YES...B-A-S-I-L.!
Lay that haddock down.
If you have bread crumbs...
Now is the opportunity to crumb this haddock!
Get a stick of butter.
Slice thin butter slices...
And place them on that haddock.
Final touch before slipping this into the oven...
Toss some parsley...on the haddock!
Cover with aluminum foil.
Place this dish into the over for about 30mins!
Next!
Romaine makes the beginnings of a good salad!
Get some fresh Romaine. Wash it.
Get a platter and chop this thing up!
Tomatoes? Fresh? Get 'em! Dice 'em if you wanna!
One large Vadalia Onion. One Green Pepper.
And one jar of Roasted Peppers.
Slice this mess up into a mix.
Yes...
Of course,
Put it on the platter. Remember? Presentation!
There's never been a time for haddock,
As it's time for haddock now!
It should be caressing the kitchen...
And your taste buds by now!
Take it out of the oven.
Let it cool for about 10-15 minutes!
Look at that platter!
Now look at that haddock!
Put that haddock on top of those lucious vegetables!
Take some virgin oil! Yes...make it 'virgin'.
At this point you just want a hint of oil.
NOW...
If you really are serious about your taste buds...
A mix of vinegar/white zinfandel/olive oil,
Is a nice topping!
When you want to do something for yourself...
Spreading Haddock is recommended!
There's nothing like it!
'How many does it feed? '
Why? You're not getting none of this!
That's why I went through the trouble
Of telling you how to make it!
How many does it feed?
One!
Me...Sorry 'bout that!
But this is a meal for the 'survivors! '
LOL...just joking! Have some!
Note: This is my own creation! 'Yes. You have my permission
to use it and treat yourself. You're gonna love it! '
Spreading Haddock...LOL
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Recipe In Her Kitchen
she had the keys to motherhood
four times she used them for her own...
and the circles she gave a start
now ripple concentric waves
into lives she will never know
she cooked her recipe
with simple love
just the basic ingredients - well spiced with humor
and a code of behavior
covering all situations with the grace
only those who give wisdom it's awesome scope
can define
I loved her
she was me aunt - my mentor
my scale for a constant conscience
those noisy kitchen table talks
sunsets over the ocean we both loved to watch
and all such like things
so easliy shared...
I feel so empty
now that she is gone
but the recipe-
the recipe....is still cooking
poem by Judy Sheffield
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Chocolate Carbonara
Oh how I wish that you would walk
away.
And how I wish that you would go
and leave me.
'Coz I love the way that you are
but I know you have to go far,
go far away.
You took me out of insanity
and held my hand through my toughest days.
You touched my heart so tenderly
I was captivated by the words you said.
So I started making you this poem
to say the recipe of my love-so-strong.
Simmer pasta until soft and tender
over the scorching heat of my romance.
Off the stove and into the sink
cooled by the water of my sweet glance.
Pour that gentle cream of love,
sprinkle chocolate on top.
I won 't take a bite
if my heart desires.
I 've got to wait
for my chocolate carbonara.
Now how I wish that you will stay
here with me.
And how I wish that you would be
here with me.
'Coz I love the way that you are,
I will show you you don 't have to go far,
go far away.
Your mesmerizing eyes
and that shine with every smile you wear.
When you lean on my shoulder,
it makes me feel that I 'm Superman.
So I started making you this poem
to say the recipe of my love-so-strong.
Simmer pasta until soft and tender
over the scorching heat of my romance.
Off the stove and into the sink
cooled by the water of my sweet glance.
Pour that gentle cream of love,
sprinkle chocolate on top.
I won 't take a bite
if my heart desires.
I 've got to wait
for my chocolate carbonara.
poem by Jr. Alcedo Peter
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Kielbasa
No,
I'm not Polish.
Do I have to be?
To love kielbasa...
With scrambled eggs, hashbrowns
And hot tea.
That's my favorite,
Although I do enjoy it with beans.
Leafy vegetables like cabbage also will do.
I tried to make it once.
1 -1/2 lbs of lean boneless pork
1/2 boneless veal
1 tsp.salt to add zest and zeal.
I used 1 tsp. of black crushed pepper,
With three cloves of crushed fresh garlic.
A tablespoon of mustard seed...
And a 1/4 cup of ice also crushed.
Make sure you get the casing.
Cut the meat into small chunks.
Then grind the meat with the seasonings and ice.
Mix this well...
Stuff the mixed meat into the casing.
Either smoke this stuff in an outside smoker.
Or grill.
Oh yes...
Don't forget to tie a knot into the casing!
And close each end.
If you don't you'll have sausage all over the place.
Just a Spring recipe to enjoy for Easter AND...
St. Patrick's Day.
But the Irish have their own separate deliciousness!
Recipe:
Courtesy of Global Gourmet...Global Destinations
www.globalgourmet.com
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Place Called the Matador
They started cooking food
A very long time ago
Creating a recipe because
They loved the Chile relleno so
Perfection the objective
Ingredients fresh and fine
To bring forth a creation
That nowhere they could find
So the spent many hours
Of every single day
Cooking the best product
In their very special way
Chili’s are most important
Ingredient of this food
Dough was mixed as well
Oh, it was extremely good
The Matador still remains
The food still as delicious
Devotion to the craft
That has become infamous
I had a chance to see for myself
Cooks who know the score
A product like no other
A place called the Matador!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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Pancakes and With Baked Salmon
I do have this 'thing'
For my own homemade pancakes.
And with baked salmon!
What a treat to eat.
You are not going to get any that I make!
But here is the recipe.
You can do it just like me.
First beat an egg in a mixing bowl,
Add a tablespoon of baking powder.
A third teaspoon of salt
A full teaspoon of sugar.
And about a third cup of vegetable oil.
Beat that all together.
Now you want to add the flour.
About a cup...maybe more...
If you're serving more than two people.
I choose to use evaporated milk.
At least a cup.
Whip all this stuff up.
Heat that frying pan or griddle.
Medium to hot.
Add some olive oil if you got it.
Vegetable oil will do.
With a slice of butter added too!
OH! I almost forgot the salmon!
I use salmon steaks.
Preheat the oven 350 degrees.
After rinsing the salmon...
Rub with apple vinegar.
Salt and pepper if you please.
Lay on tin foil since this is what I use.
Add butter and a bit of oil!
Enclosed that salmon within the foil.
Baked twenty minutes.
That's all it takes!
ENJOY!
Use syrup on the pancakes.
Perhaps a little Vadalia Onion Dressing,
On the salmon.
And if you don't like this...
You definitely will love,
My brown sugar/mustard roasted chicken.
But I'm not sharing that right now!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Alankar(Decor) -87
A Recipe(Uneven Couplet) -
The uneven couplet is paired lines of different length
rhymed or unrhymed, metered or unmetered.
A Recipe
That you would relish I'm sure
This recipe try it with pleasure
Clean the insight in time sufficient
Wash off anger, enmity and hate
Put the mind on the burning heart
Put in the thoughts all to melt
Ladle in between a large of intellect
Stir in hope a heapful amount
Let all blend with a bliss intent
Until valour and courage result
Throw meantime in the flaming heart
Burnt to ashes filth and lust
Fervid heart now isn't violent
Mind is calm and tranquil incessant
Mix in now gently prayers and spirit
Still more gently the gods to let meditate
Season with peace and harmony pleasant
Garnish with joy and cheer concordant
Serve in the bowl of soul consonant
Enjoy with love consistent
Try and taste this recipe carefully
Tell me 'delicious, delicious' finally
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Recipe of the Holocaust
Here is my death recipe,
made specially for the Holocaust.
The horror of Anti-Semitism
That struck Jews during the Second War.
First there is that shock of Fate
that plunged deep in their predujiced hearts.
Next add in their swelling of fear,
as you wonder where they're taken far.
Drag them to concentration camps,
then butterflies will start to show
Spread around the rumors of others.
Where have they gone? We're not to know.
Garnish with unceasing sadness
that forever is clouded in your mind.
Those beloved friends and family.
In the end, you will be left behind.
Stand up to the horrors for a few more years.
Be prepared for gruesome pains,
because just as you're about to breathe your last
you'll suddenly see some light again.
Perhaps it's too frightening to think about this.
'It's hopeless to try! ' you yell at me.
Just don't be afraid to cry and mourn.
For remembrance is the final part of the recipe.
poem by Antonia Williams
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Making Memories
Come I will teach you a new recipe’
Said a friend visiting from overseas.
Give me apples, cinnamon and a pie dish
Long ago you asked me you wish
To learn how to make an Apple Pie
So here we are both going to try
Her face intent, was smeared with the flour
She looked funny; what fun we had for one hour
Mixing the dough vigorously, with her hands
You will always remember this day, she said
Eyes twinkling and joining me uttered, silly
It’s not just a pie, we are making memories.
we talked, as we waited in the kitchen,
the aroma told us when it was done
That was twenty years ago, I recall
Pie came out well and we had such a ball.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Escape
At times you want
To escape
Yourself,
You think
May be
Switching on the
TV set will work.
But it doesn’t,
So I head
For the kitchen
And bake a fresh loaf of bread,
A new recipe from my kitchen shelf.
It takes me
Out of myself.
Cooking I find always helps
It uplifts my mood,
And ah, the aroma of fresh food.
It whets my appetite,
And I get some respite
From the chaos
In my mind.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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My Recipe
For love I design the name of wondrous nature,
I love its wondrous age, the animal inside;
Offering a man his peeling of fruit and vegetables,
A cook is designing new food for heavy consumption.
The cooking is simple, and plates are filled with heaven-
On that is regard for taste, on this is peace and bliss.
Joke on him, the big chef, who dearly paid for mistakes,
Oiling the pan with more food and spreading special
Ingredients, like there was an illegal clue
Of beauty.
I love that recipe, that wondrous name that smelt of heaven.
poem by Naveed Akram
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This Valentine’s Day...
You and I will take a trip
To somewhere we have never been before
We will visit the hut with the golden door
And the blue lake so you and I can dip
Our bodies and souls in the heaven
Of love that only you and I can invent
You and I will create our own event
Our own fantasy: a delicious turkey in the oven
A bottle of wine, one glass, one knife,
One fork, one towel and one inflated bed
That’s the recipe of a wonderful life
You and I, alone, in a place that looks dead
You and I are playfully sharing each other
The butterflies are away, the birds are singing
The weather is very nice and inviting
And you and I are under the same cover.
poem by Hebert Logerie (January 2012)
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Remedy
I hear you callin , callin my name
You see me falling for your crazy games
You got my money , you got my love thats fine
Oh, you got my body
You got my health in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
Youre the drug that I need
They dont thank you when youre out at night
You got so many lovers, oh
Cant imagine what is wrong right
You got so many lovers, oh
Why do you tell me that love has a price
Too much emotion in my sacrifice
I call your number , you check my vital signs
Oh , youre under pressure
You got my heart in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
Youre the drug that I need
They dont thank you when youre out at night
You got so many lovers , oh
Cant imagine what is wrong or right
You got so many lovers
(break)
You got my money
You got my love thats fine
Oh , you got my body
You got my heart in mind
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
You know I wonder where you go at night
Doesnt matter if its wrong or right
Even if it kills me
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
Youre the remedy
You do what you do
Youre the recipe
I dont wanna find it out
song performed by by Bee Gees
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By The Bottle Corked and Modeled
Charisma?
A lot of that you've got I see.
Enough to sell your recipe,
By the bottle...
Corked and modeled as one to follow.
Personality?
With an attached attracting chemistry.
Even Peter Piper,
Could not himself decipher it.
You make me wish I could have you alone.
And by the bottle...
To uncork to keep me throttled up,
As I followed.
With a sending of people like Peter Piper home.
And leave your playing with me,
The only sound I wish known to condone.
Since what you've got I want.
Charisma?
A lot of that you've got I see.
Enough to sell your recipe,
By the bottle...
Corked and modeled as one to follow.
But...
What will it take for me to be,
The only one that follows your lead?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Smile Woman Smile
Smile woman smile, smile baby smile.
You have been made with love and care.
Smile woman smile,
God smiled when he made you,
Smile baby smile,
He took all the emotion and love he had and put it in you
Smile woman smile,
He created you to share the gift of creation with him,
Smile baby smile,
He made you sensitive, emotional, gentle, kind, loving, thoughtful and self sacrificing,
Smile woman smile,
The angels ululated and rejoiced when they saw what a wonderful creation woman was,
Smile baby smile
He put in you the natural motherly instinct; he knows with you around there will be enough love to go around,
Enough empathy and care to go around.
You are special because you have been made soft yet strong.
In times of pain, you sooth.
When there is sickness you care,
You are the glue that sticks a family together and a pillar of the community.
How great you are. How wonderful and blessed you are.
Smile woman smile,
Smile baby smile.
elizabeth Jacqueline Mpanga
poem by Elizabeth Jacqueline Mpanga
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Rose An Inspiration
Rose, the sign of love
Beauty is picturesque
Speaks for itself
An inspiration
Rose, scent is everlasting
Always fresh upon the eyes
Keeping a pose of pure divine
Beauty evokes
An inspiration
Rose, pedals are smooth
With a bounty of great beauty
Shows affectionate feelings
Has a unique power
An inspiration
Rose, sways slowly in a breeze
Perfuming a scent all its own
So, sweet and light
An inspiration
Rose, in full bloom, it is radiant
As it whispers of passion
Breathes of love
An inspiration
Rose, each thorn has a reminder
Rose, is fragile and delicate
Love can hurt
An inspiration
Rose, a token of great love
An inspiration
poem by Elizabeth Grant Price
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I Know You By Heart
Everybody wants to find a love
Somebody, somebody who will always care
We get locked up in our own worlds
With feelings and secrets were afraid to share
But all I have to do is see you smile
And maybe, just maybe if I brush your hand
Something happens I cannot explain
And somehow, oh somehow I can understand
I, I think youre gonna find
Gonna find you
Gonna find you
Im reading your mind
I know you by heart
And youre so much a part of me
I know you by heart, yes I do
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by heart
I know everytime youre gonna call
I pick up the phone before it ever rings
And when you need some lovin Ill be there
Beside you anticipating everything
Oh its like I always said
Youre the one I want
All I want is you
Im inside your head
I know you by heart
Girl, youre so much a part of me
I know you by heart, yes I do
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by heart
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by heart
I know you by heart
And youre so much a part of me
I know you by heart, I know you, I know you, I know you
Its no wonder I can love you the way that I do
I can finish any sentence you start
I know you, I know you by
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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May You Find Love This Cristmas
May you find love this Christmas
May your heart fill with cheer
May you feel so special
May it last all through the years
May you find love this Christmas
May there be a smile on your face
May you forget those sad times
May they leave without a trace
May you find love this Christmas
May God bless you my friend
May the happiness you share
May it start a new trend
May you find love this Christmas
May you be surrounded by friends
May it be joy this season brings
May it never come to an end
May you find love this Christmas
May you spread it all around
May you enjoy doing just that
May you spread it all over town
May you find love this Christmas
May you dig deep within your heart
May you share that great love
That maybe on your list or chart
May you find love this Christmas
May you find lots of joy
May you share it equally
With every little girl and boy
May you find love this Christmas
May it be better than ever before
May your love flow freely
May it start from that Heavenly Shore
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE
wrote 12/11/2007 by Norman Hale Jr
poem by Norman Hale
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We Need Inspiration
What do I do now
NOT KNOWING WHICH WAY IS UP
Where do I go from here
What do I do
What can I do
WHEN I DON'T KNOW A THING ABOUT ME
BESIDES MY NAME AND EVEN THAT
SUBJECT TO CHANGE
So what do I do
I AM LOST CONFUSED
PRAYING THAT SOME ONE
MAY HELP TELL ME WHO
I AM AND WHERE I AM FROM
GUIDANCE IS ALL I NEED
NO NOT GUIDANCE
GUIDANCE IS
A EUPHEMISM FOR DICTATORSHIP
I WANT TO MAKE MY OWN DECISIONS
BUT HOW CAN I WHEN I DON'T
KNOW UP FROM DOWN
I AM JUST MEANDERING THROUGH THE WORLD
HOPING THAT I MAY SOMEHOW
COME ACROSS SOMETHING GOOD
BUT WHY GO SEARCHING
I COULD MAKE SOMETHING GOOD HERE
BUT what and how
WITH NO IDEA WHAT
DIRECTION UP MAY BE
SO I SEARCH NOT FOR THE GOOD STUFF
BUT THE INGREDIENTS YOU NEED TO MAKE IT
AS IF IT'S SOME EXOTIC RECIPE I SEARCH HIGH AND LOW
NOT KNOWING WHICH IS WHICH
NOT KNOWING WHAT I AM LOOKING FOR
OR WHAT I AM LOOKING AT
AND THEN IN DESPAIR I CALL TO GOD
FOR INSPIRATION
AND REALIZE THAT IS ALL I NEED
ALL I HAVE EVER NEEDED
ALL ANYONE NEEDS
ALL WE NEED IS INSPIRATION
AND ALL OF OUR WILDEST
FANTASIES WILL COME TRUE
Smile Is A Sign Of......
A smile is a sign of love
A smile is a sign of care
A smile tells how much to others
You are important and also dear
A smile is a sign of cheer
A smile is a sign of trust
A smile shows how you can
Be happy even in hard crust
A smile is a sign of joy
A smile is a sign of hope
A smile teaches you how you can
Remove the clouds of mope
For nothing but only a smile
Takes away your pain and trial
And pick your trouble's pile
And let you smile, smile and smile.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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