Best Moussaka Poems

We begin at the beginning: a clove of garlic, too hard-headed
for its own good, combined with two large onions, their first denuding 
revealing fallow gold: the second layer, a pale green puberty,
then, the heartless blade of the knife slices into the virginal white 
purity of...

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I'm making my way to Bulgaria
I hear their moussaka is ambrosial
I've tasted the Greek moussaka
the one that's made with eggplant

I hear that fancy Djanny Restaurant
of Sunny Beach is Bulgaria's finest
they favour premium potatoes
I bet it'll make it worth the trip

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