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My Son Scotty, the Wannabe Chef-Y

They've named a new dish of pasta and noodles After my wannabe chef, makes dough by the oodles They call it “la scotta” To try it ya oughtta Puts hair on your chest and makes you bug out your pupils!!! © Jack Ellison 2015

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Tim Smith

Date: 9/15/2015 4:10:00 PM

Had a spicy pasta with a side of veal...so dang hot it made me squeal...broke all the mirrors... spilt a couple of beers.....now that is what I call a meal!!

Jack Ellison
Date: 9/15/2015 4:14:00 PM

Proud of that boy!!!!!! YEEHAW!

Carol Eastman

Date: 9/15/2015 10:30:00 AM

Way to go Scotty! Dragon wants to know if the pasta comes in colors and shapes... Says a Dragon shape would be just great... He'd love to come and fill up his plate... He just can't wait... Tho he might put on a little weight...

Jack Ellison
Date: 9/15/2015 11:27:00 AM

Cathie says NO COLOUR PLEASE!!! I tend to agree! xxx

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 9/15/2015 9:13:00 AM

Cute one, Jack!! Always, Laura

Jack Ellison
Date: 9/15/2015 11:25:00 AM

Thanks sweet Laura as always... love, Jack xxx

Michael Tor

Date: 9/15/2015 6:48:00 AM

Sounds like a dish I once tried from an Old Italian restaurant where the cook or (chef) was 92 and still cooking. I pulled out a gold ring out of my pasta that came off his finger. Yes I returned it. I saw it before I chewed my pasta. He thanked me and made me a new dish without the ring this time. lol. Love your poem. Read one of mine.

Jack Ellison
Date: 9/15/2015 6:52:00 AM

My son IS ACTUALLY a damn good chef... BONUS! YeeHaw! Great story about the ring story! Just about to toddle over to see what ya got!!! Cheers, Jack