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I let them all pass over me –
The cheery Happy Easters!
Assuming I will be among
Today’s hot cross bun feasters.
But no, I won’t be eating lamb
Or ham with all its glazing,
Although I’m sure the Easter pies
My friend makes are amazing.
For I’m observing Pesach,*
So what I will eat instead
Will be matzoh or its relatives,
All with unleavened bread.
Of course, there’s meat and chicken,
Lots of veggies, eggs and fruit
And special cakes and cookies,
Made with matzoh meal, to boot.
I used to set those people straight
Whose greetings had no clue
That Easter’s not for everyone,
But I no longer do.
When people offer me a wish
For a Happy Easter day,
I smile and say, “The same to you”
And send them on their way.
*Passover
Eating vegetarian is easy, delicious and tasty,
it is not weird, mushy, or bland or flavorless;
imaginative combinations of recipes can be created,
it is not just salads but a cornucopia bountiful.
I am a vegetarian who eats eggs and dairy,
so, technically I am a semi-vegetarian type;
but this category occasionally eats poultry and fish,
and I don't- protein is the key and iron is too.
I've learned how to make spring rolls yummy,
pates, hummus and spicy sweet potato rounds;
dips, noodle bowls, stir-fry veggies, bean burgers, sauces,
vegetable lasagna, stuffed manicotti, oh my gosh.
Oh, so awesome mac and cheese with three cheeses,
vegetarian ravioli, tortellini, panini, quesadillas;
wraps, tacos, burritos, subs, pizzas, calzone, and chili,
all with a little snip of herb or a pinch of this or that.
So, you see eating vegetarian is a cornucopia,
there is an endless supply- a fountain of food variety;
a multitude of vegetables and fruit in order to create,
masses, heaps, piles of delicious, tasty veggie recipes.
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July 14, 2019
Poetry/Verse/'There is Life After Meat'
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1166-324-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Cornucopia Cooking
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke
Third Place
231: two minutes, thirty one seconds divided 2038
From be a perfect 365 days. Curses in evening where the
warmth of summers mind me. The sun centers it's self perfect to make annoy many. They recovery of a spacecraft
found on the Martian surface domants the news. People in New York taste the centery old bottles of rye recovered from a restoration project In the Valley of the sun, a large price of tourquise is recovered with a large diamond attached to it. The album " Soothing Sounds" wins song of the year. Ultra bun jeans are banned in four states. And a woman from Giza says she's pregnant by aa alien from a world light years away from earth. I found a station on mountain radio that plays "new game music" I get my red juice number four and smoke my pipe. My wife walks in and I asks her to dance We decided that day to sell the business and move back down in the valley. IWe decided a room on the cruise ship would get us by until we bought a home. One day we went walking and a fast moving food truck went by I flag the man down, I told him people walk here, slow that contraption down. He smiled and offered me two free homemade soydogs. I ate them and fell in love. Went home and made my own recipe. Eggs, soy flour, dried veggies, liquid smoke, spices , broth and pureed meat. I put red beet juice in em to make it red you know, people love em! Absolutely love em! I made four million in three years, that's how good this stuff is man! Relish and onions will have you grinning for days. My wife told me "honey" flour ain't never tasted so good; I told her causes it mine baby, all cause it's mine" she laugh, thinking it was funny, but I made a lot of money here, now I am selling. Piggy bank sale, it's all yours!
The family could not be together
So we counted on turkey meals twice.
Our son made a feast for us Wednesday
With our grandkids – both yummy and nice.
And today, after much trepidation,
Our daughter came home for a night.
We had ordered a turkey and trimmings,
All the foods that we knew would delight.
But our order was never delivered –
Just a glitch they could fix, we supposed.
Yet connecting with customer service,
We found out that the warehouse had closed.
So my husband dug into our freezer,
Found some chicken and mashed up some spuds.
With some veggies and salad and ice cream
We’ll have dinner without any duds.
There’s an irony here to acknowledge –
In my daughter’s group home they will eat
All the turkey day food they can manage
And, most likely, dessert that’s a treat.
But if given the choice of tradition
Or a (lately) rare visit with us,
I am certain she’d choose eating chicken
For her dad is the cook. (That’s a plus!)
in a food processer
combine
16 jumbo shrimp
1/2 cup of cilantro
1/2 cup of dehydrated onion
1/2 cup of dehydrated garlic
3/4 cup of lemon juice
1/4 cup of lemon zest
3/4 cup of coconut oil
3 T cayeene pepper
5 T minced gingerroot
1/4 cup of parsley
3 T seaseme seeds
1/2 cup of shredded coconut
3 T spicerum
mix to create a smooth paste. place in a bowl and cover
and refrigerate....
six chicken breast, make a pocket into the breast and fill with shrimp mixture
use a standard season flour and egg wash and bread crumb process for breading. flour the chicken, place in egg wash, cover with bread crumbs and fry in oil, until golden, remove and place in a baking pan, place chicken in a preheated 350 degree oven, and bake until done.
for veggies
we're going to due a Swuit-fah- Sweet
1 cup of julienne zucchini
1 cup of julienne squash
1 cup of julienne cabbage (purple)
1 cup of sliced onions
3 T crushed garlic
1 cup of sweet yellow pepper
1/2 almonds (sliced)
3/4 cup of sliced ham
.............marinade................
1/4 cup of brown sugar
3 T fish stock
5 T sesame seed oil
5 T olive oil
1/4 cup sherry
3 T red pepper flakes
combine and cover veggies, in a baking pan, cover with foil, and bake for about 12 minutes
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THE TALUS SHALL BE LOVED
PEOPLE SHALL CELEBRATE THE ACCOMPLISHMENTS OF
HIM WHO POSSESS THE TALUS
THEY SHALL SPEAK OF HIM AS CHAMPION
HIS WORKS SHALL MAKE OTHERS ENVY
THEY SHALL RANK THEM BENEATH HIM MIGHT THEY EARN
RESPECT THROUGH GOOD WORKS THEN MIGHT THEY
CHALLENGE HIM TO WREST AWAY THE TALUS
Thanksgiving is over the feast is done
there was enough football for everyone
Company that gather all slipped away
with leftovers divided on their merry way
The pies and treats not one left
but still on the table a big turkey carcass
Get out the old soup pot
put in water make it a lot
In with the turkey bones of our holiday dinner
boil on low and let it simmer
Remove the bones and strain it to
back in the pot your far from through
Now that you got a rich turkey stock
add some left over turkey meat you chopped
Toss in a few chicken bouillon cubes
dry onion soup mix adds flavor too
Add some mixed veggies from a can
noodles or rice whatever at hand
Boil it high and simmer it low
black pepper and parsley a toss and a throw
The smell of soup warms the house with a hug
turkey soup taste the goodness of homemade love.
He knew how to slaughter and dress a chicken
She baked bread every Friday in the tiny kitchen
He built their one-car garage from lumberyard scrap
She grew veggies on hardscrabble soil, for her family and pap
They didn't speak English, never went out to eat
A little meat on their table during the week, a rare treat
No insulation in their frame house, not all the windows closed
In the summer they boiled; come winter they froze...
Their own sons were ashamed to have parents so green
Their friends wouldn't come over, a hidden couple, unseen
They were my bubbe and zayde, my grandma and grandpa
Gone by fifty ~ Inscriptions on their graves at me gnaw
Note: the letter 'e' in 'bubbe' and 'zayde' is pronounced as a 'y'
Elephant ears with a green glow.
Gives nature a magnificent show.
Please visit and stay down below.
One of my plants looks like a sweet bow.
Zinnias, marigolds, roses too.
Sharing their pretty. Each one brand new.
Daisies planted softly in the ground.
More beautiful garden rarely found.
Sunflower’s face so prettily round.
Tiny grasshopper providing sound.
My work is happy. Dirt therapy.
Flowers my main productivity.
Angels, faeries, dragonflies too.
Sit next to pasture where cows go moo.
I have no qualms about what to do.
I’ll also grow tomatoes for you.
Soil so dear; flowers and veggies love it here.
Glorified gardener from River Nigh
Juicy veggies growing up to the sky.
Cabbage, green beans, and carrots so pretty.
I'd like a bike. I am from the city.
Can I put on my bib overalls now?
You are the expert and can show me how.
Glorified gardener, you're my best friend.
Your vegetables perky to the end.
I'll set your table, and I'll wash your floor.
Your radishes alone make me want more.
Frankly my friend I have fallen in love.
With your marigolds and pretty foxglove.
I'm changing right now. A farmer I'll be.
I am at home in the country, you see.
I wanna spend Thanksgiving in a UFO
Thankin' the Cosmos for starlight's glow!
With veggies and fruits on my plate,
It's a Cosmic voyage that sure feels great!
Flying high, my saucer in the sky,
Mushrooms, squash, and peas roll by.
Thankfulness guides my heart, my art, my song.
At my Thanksgiving table, love belongs.
I want to paint like DeChirico in a dreamy haze,
While Roman columns fill my nighttime gaze.
Jupiter, Venus, and Odin are flying near.
My table is in Asgard with good mead and cheer.
Flying high, my space Saucer in the sky
Bluebirds and Cardinals are singin' nearby.
Planetary voices join in tune
As I sail beneath the Carribean moon.
I'm a Cowgirl, a pilgrim, a wanderin' woman.
The American spirit makes me feel free
With mashed potatoes and Seitan Stew,
Thanksgiving grits, yellow squash, and linguistic brew.
I'm flyin' high, my saucer in the sky.
Blessed be all, with peace to guide
Thanksgiving, the best Cosmic Holiday
Intergalactic with forever racing freeways!