Cakeage

The word of the day is cakeage;
It’s when restaurants charge a fee
For bringing in an outside cake,
Which never used to be.

In fancy places, oenophiles 
Prefer to bring their wine,
So there’s a corkage fee, which many
Seem to feel is fine.

But up ‘til now, I’ve never heard 
Of anything called cakeage,
Though dot com dictionaries likely 
Don’t make a mistakeage.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Krutsinger Avatar
April 24, 2023 at 10:33 AM
"mistakeage" and "cakeage" - two words I plan to use sometimes soon so I thank you!
Slaughter Avatar
April 16, 2023 at 1:51 PM
It's a new for me, as well, Ilene, and I've only learned about "oenophiles" from working crossword puzzles. Love the last line...Ogden and I are proud of you.
Wolf Avatar
April 13, 2023 at 7:55 PM
Let's tell these restaurants, what with their fee for 'cakeage' -- to go jump in the 'lakeage!!'
Andresen Avatar
April 13, 2023 at 12:59 PM
- It is far too expensive to go out to eat at a restaurant ... I can't remember the last time I went ... "Problem solved" as Daniel says :) - A nice poem, Ilene :) - hugs
Turner Avatar
April 12, 2023 at 8:06 PM
I don't eat out. Problem solved:) Good to read you today, Ilene.
Kendrick Avatar
April 12, 2023 at 2:14 PM
Cute one. I enjoyed that word of the day when I saw it. I did not think it meant exactly what you are saying but I can see how they could do that if I brought in a homemade cake, or a purchased birthday cake then asked them to serve it to my guest. I get the word of the day as well and enjoy going over the words, and sometimes I try to really learn and use them. Thanks for sharing this one with us. Sara
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