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Country Fare

I've traveled from the farm in Indiana, the place of my humble birth, To places I never dreamed of seeing all around this earth! On ships, trains and airplanes visiting fascinating ports of call, And dining in hoity-toity eateries, more than I can ever recall! I've dined on such exotic dishes as Beef Eterhazy and Athenian Moussaka, Nasi Goreng, Halibut Cheeks, Paht Thai and Linguine Bugatta; Linguine Primavera, Mahi Mahi, Lobster Thermidor and Cordon Blue, Canard a L'Orange, Chateaubriand and savory Fillet of Wahoo! I enjoyed those epicurean delights, but they'll never compare, To the simple, wholesome dining on good old country fare! I salivate thinking about a heaping plate of cornbread and beans, With a salad on the side of fresh garden picked lettuce greens! I drool just thinking about a hearty meal of meat and taters, With stuff fresh from the garden like sweet peas and 'maters, Home-made oven baked biscuits and heaps of fried chicken. Ah, the very thought makes my old ticker begin to quicken! Just to contemplate a repast of Bermuda onions and fried liver, Gets my mouth watering and sets my old bones aquiver! May you enjoy your Pate de Fois Gras at the country club; I'll settle anytime for good old nourishing country grub! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved

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Date: 11/24/2010 9:34:00 AM
Hi Bob! You sure had me licking my lips with all the yummy dishes that make your ticker go faster.. What you said are so true hey, nothing comes close to those home made goodies ;) hope your day is going great (",)
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Date: 11/23/2010 6:47:00 AM
Wonderful words describing a special event that happens many places Bob and such perfection of rhyme u have my friend.. always enjoy your themes and thoughts .. join me in mourning this week on the two football teams that let us both down .. ho hum... well hope this week is better for them both luv.. enjoyed your Country Fair so entertaining ..luv..
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Date: 11/23/2010 12:50:00 AM
wow! Bob, that is a lot of traveling! Everything is different when you are far from home made life style, ways (ect fod and all). mm to them homemade biscuits.. well i feel hungry all of a sudden. enjoyed,..p.d.
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Date: 11/22/2010 10:11:00 PM
You are so right. Gourmet food really sucks in comparison to down home cooking. However, LIVER makes me puke. hahaha. How the heck did you remember all those la dee da food names? Fun poem, Robert!
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Date: 11/22/2010 4:48:00 PM
Amen, my friend. A lot of that stuff sounds like diseases. No place like home and hometown cookin". Three more days I'll be in the friendly sky's. You guys have a great Turkey-day. Una/Ralph
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Date: 11/22/2010 4:45:00 PM
What's for supper Grandpa?!! Remember that, Bob? heheh. Kinda reminded me of that show a little. This is an awesome five verse, five star write on down home good vittles! I enjoyed it. In fact...think I'm gonna burp out a thank you for posting it. Enjoyed it my writer friend.
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Date: 11/22/2010 11:40:00 AM
How right you are, Bob! All those fancy restaurants can't compare with "good old country fare." Just thinking about this homemade meal is making me drool. Wonderful poem, dear friend! Love, Carolyn
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