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Sophisticated Chef

Though I ain't a cordon bleu chef as the title might imply,
I can still whip up gourmet fare in the blink of an eye!
And to an oven or a fryin' pan I need not be a slave,
As long I can open cans and boxes and use my microwave!

No need for me to spend hours cookin' on languid afternoons,
Makin' a mess with spatulas, blenders and tablespoons.
I can simply open a box and fix Kraft's macaroni and cheese,
Or thaw Marie Callender's lasagna from a carton in a breeze!

Ah, the variety of Campbell's soups I can extract from a tin,
All prepared to perfection, not too thick and not too thin.
Doesn't take me long to create a scrumptious mulligan stew - 
Just open a can of Dinty Moore and heat it up is all I do!

I never bother makin' vanilla waffles anymore from scratch,
When I can thaw Eggo things from a box and enjoy a tasty batch!
Thanks to my handy microwave I can fix Sara Lee frozen pies -
I didn't bake 'em but my gullible guests think otherwise!

My side kick Chef Boy-r-Dee and I make a fine spaghetti,
And also unrivaled ravioli, tortelline and capelleti!
I'm always happy to share with others the secret of my success,
And the proper presentation of fine cuisine with panache and finesse!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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  1. Date: 12/4/2012 3:17:00 PM
    A slice of toast, a glass of juice, maybe an egg or two. A restaurant will seve it well, but for us that just wont do. We're men who cook with slight of hand. We just look in the pantry and choose our brand. Enjoyed your poem Bob.

  1. Date: 11/30/2012 2:33:00 PM
    LOL you know my son preferred eggo's to my homemade waffles??? Light & Love

  1. Date: 11/17/2012 1:46:00 PM
    Sounds like my Dad's kitchen works before I arrived to cook for him... Tho I'm not that far ahead of him in the cullinary arts... Still he can use a little more diversity.

  1. Date: 11/16/2012 2:24:00 PM
    been a while, bob... this is heelarious but so true!.. my dad would disagree with instant food plucked from prepared stuff on shelves... i would too!... a shining write...:) huggs

  1. Date: 11/16/2012 9:34:00 AM
    Ahhh!!So you have taken on kitchen duty somewhat..I know that you are longing for the day when your love is up and running the galley again..Enjoyed reading your creative work..You have a golen gift..Sara

  1. Date: 11/15/2012 1:56:00 PM
    ... and I'm glad that you share your experiences, and the secret of your success with :) - Like the "fine spaghetti" ! - - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 11/14/2012 7:57:00 PM
    You are not alone, Bob. Many of us are also the experts. We do make good, sophisticated chefs with our numerous helpers :)

  1. Date: 11/14/2012 6:36:00 PM
    hey bob! what a delight to see your name next to a poem and then to spend the next couple of minutes laughing out loud as i read it! this one takes the prize - there are too many hilarious lines to even pick a favorite. invite me to dinner anytime!

  1. Date: 11/14/2012 6:21:00 PM
    So funny, Robert! I was laughing throughout. my favorite line is "My side kick Chef Boy-r-Dee and me make a fine spaghetti," Wonderful poem! Hugs, Catie :)

  1. Date: 11/14/2012 5:34:00 PM
    Very interesting!! My kinda cookin'!!!!