Simple Chef

Learned to cook
From a book

One pinch here
Scant use there

Here’s the plan
Prepare pan

Coat with flour
Bake one hour

Fill halfway
Don’t delay

So how come
Looks like gum

Hard as grout 
Must throw out

Tried again
Opened can

Good result
No insult

Returned book
Haughty look
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Watt Avatar
September 19, 2020 at 11:09 PM
This is a treasure, Linda! This describes my cooking ventures to a tee! So enjoyable, I congratulate and celebrate your top win ~ John
Fowler Avatar
September 20, 2020 at 6:17 AM
Thanks John. I, as always, appreciate encouraging comments! Linda
Buehler Avatar
September 19, 2020 at 8:44 PM
Your rhyme is so fun and entertaining, Linda. Congratulations on your well deserved win. :)
Fowler Avatar
September 20, 2020 at 6:14 AM
Thank you Evelyn. Im glad it was enjoyable and brought a smile, Linda
Roper Avatar
September 19, 2020 at 8:25 PM
Linda, 1st place :) congratulations on your win. Hugs eve
Fowler Avatar
September 20, 2020 at 6:12 AM
Thank you Eve! Hugs back to you, Linda
Wolf Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 3:13 PM
Ha, ha! Cute one, Linda! Esp. liked: 'So how come // Looks like gum!' G.L. in the contest. Rhyme and Reason, Gershon
Fowler Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 6:19 PM
Thank you my friend. Always appreciate your read and comments. Thanks for the encouragement ;) Linda
Leffanta Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 12:45 PM
Cooking is the art of making inedible food edible which is why Adam & Eve stuck to fruit and nuts ....Aloha! Rico
Fowler Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 1:36 PM
And they were quite healthy, exercised everyday, got enough sleep, no stress...LOL! Linda
Michael Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 12:17 PM
You tried...Fun but true
Fowler Avatar
September 15, 2020 at 1:35 PM
I learned to cook from my grandmother. She used no books or measuring cups/spoons. Everything was a pinch, or a dab, or a handful. She was a fabulous cook. LOL Linda
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