The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

The Scent of Vanilla

Cooking with garlic and oil
Chopping peppers and chives
Crinkling aluminum foil
Running water over dirtied knives

Cutting boards strawberry stained
Slicing apples and poaching pears
Steamy facials from pasta drained
Sizzling pops like lightning flares

Piping a French buttercream rosette
Cracking eggs with no loose shell
Waiting for lime jello to set
But nothing beats the most delicious smell

The scent of vanilla
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Rose  Avatar
September 5, 2023 at 2:47 PM
oh indeed nothing every does, you appeal to my palette of taste buds, lol, I'm a foodie too, :)
Boerger Avatar
September 6, 2023 at 4:57 AM
Yes, a fellow foodie! So glad you enjoyed it
Meadows Avatar
September 5, 2023 at 12:36 PM
A good poem. Well done.
Boerger Avatar
September 5, 2023 at 1:48 PM
Thank you, Jeanette!
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