when I grow up I shall live in a duck, Tracy said.
we thought she was kidding, laughed until we were red.
a sculptor, artist and painter, she now lives in a duck.
outside parked in her driveway is her fancy food truck.
yes, she was going to sell tacos and churros too.
no one laughs now, and her bank account is terrifically blue.
Categories:
churros, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
One leg of lamb
Fish stock
Lemons
Cayenne
Rosemary
Thyme
Onions
Garlic
Soy sauce
Tomato paste
Olive oil
Grated Ginger
MSG
Buttermilk
Marinade overnight. BBq rare, cook fork tender
In 6 cups of vegetables stock.
Cook. Strain and make a sauce.
Make your best pie dough.
Mash 4 cups of potatoes
3/4 turkey bacon diced cooked
1 cup of swiss cheese
Cream cheese
chopped jalepeano peppers
Salt and pepper
Cayenne
Roll dough make turnovers
Deep fry or bake
Casears Salad with garlic bread, and boiled eggs!
Make Churros
Some
Butter
Flour
Eggs
Serve with fruit, sweetened goat cheese and fruit!
Now that's Supper!
Categories:
churros, america, art, celebration, dance,
Form: Alexandrine
Celestial musings that you
said to me - "Chi Chi’s"
stick doughnuts fried in sugar
love their specialties,
Terrestrial mirth
plain, cream cheese or chocolate,
best churros on earth.
April 19, 2020
My poem is a seguidilla which is Spanish but not like a quesadilla.
Silent One's contest honoring Vijay Pandit
"Celestial musings that you said to me" - From Vijay Pandit's poem, A Man from Distant Lands..
Categories:
churros, 11th grade, food,
Form: Verse
Mastications In One Movement
Lathering on the ranch dressing,
mixed with honey mustard grunting;
these inhaling engorging souls are
finding the emotional precipice,
high up and dangling,
hanging by french fried ropes,
smothered in thousand island arrhythmias.
here come the fat waiters,
pushing arteriosclerotic meat carts,
spangled in barbecued thrombosis
and chocolate-covered infarctions,
served au jus on peanut butter trays
filled with maple syrup cherries and
white-creamed heart palpitations.
You know what I mean?
You’ve smelled those words before,
tasted their glazed cordials,
licked the candy flowers
as they swayed there, and
sucked the inner pap of the sweet melon
with perspiring brow; now
having a reason to wake up, it is
time for cupcakes and cinnamon churros
with the vanilla-skirted girls,
marinating inside bacon and lettuce taxis,
dipped in onion teriyaki, sizzling
delicious smoke with au gratin effusions.
Categories:
churros, food,
Form: Free verse