Pierre Pat Panda
no one can bake, cook, or grill like pierre panda, someone said.
his recipes are exquisitely tasty, all up in his head.
He learned it from his grandma Maria Marla Maghetti
You should taste his lasagna, French bread and spaghetti!
cooks cuisine like the French, his Italian background imperative.
Pierre’s recipe book is a full-blown in-mind keen narrative
he experiments with oregano, parmesan and cheeses of blue
his bakery is busy, full of tasty pizzas, featuring potato stew.
let’s go there and eat someone suggested to our family.
My father yelled out “how is it going, Pierre Pat P?”
Pierre gave a nod and threw a pepperoni pizza our way.
It was on the house, as he is marrying our auntie May.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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