12 fried green tomatoes
12 slices of fried cheese
4 cups of seasoned taco beef cooked
Plus 4 cups of spaghetti sauce
Mix 2 cups of crushed doretos plus
2 cups of shedded cheddar
3 scrambled eggs
2 cups of crumbled goat cheese
1 cup of drained ricotta
3 tablespoons of caramelized garlic
1 cup of crumbled sundried tomatos
2/3 cup of carlized onion
1/4 of roasted bell pepper
16 lasagna noodles
Mix ricotta and goat cheese with 2 cups of mozzarella.and 3 scrambled eggs
Mix taco beef sauce
With garlic, onions and sun dried tomato
And roasted bell pepper
In a casserole dish add a layer of spaghetti sauce. Top with four noodles
Add taco beef top with fried tomatos
4 slices of fried cheese, layer
Dollop with egg and cheese mixture save enough for one more layer
Do the same again, top with noodles
Sauce the top noodles
And sprinkle on doretos mix, cover with aluminum and bake at 350 for 50 minutes.
Serve warm!
noodle noodle
doorbell chime
who’s that calling after nine
a toaster and saucepan looking for a friend
and a hippo hiding behind a hat stand
noodle noodle
doorbell chime
who is calling at this time
an oak tree wearing high heeled boots
and sixteen spatulas in business suits
noodle noodle
doorbell chime
a call this late should be a crime
three red pens and an oyster shell
all singing songs with a bicycle bell
noodle noodle
doorbell chime
earlier in the day would have been fine
an oven door with braces on
the parrot in pyjamas shouts BE GONE!
20 thin sliced eggplant or zucchini
brined and water and dried
30 slices of white tomato
30 slices of a good stiff red tomatto
4 tablespoons of crushed garlic
1 &1/2 cup of diced onion
2 lbs of sliced peperoni
4 cups of ground beef cooked
1 tub of ricotti
2 cups of cottage cheese
5 eggs
salt
pepper
cayeene
mushrooms
spinach
roasted red bell pepper in oil
There once was a young boy named Stever,
Came down with a sudden head fever;
Grandma said,”stay in bed!”
Instead to pool he fled,
‘Cause Stever just didn’t believe her.
I like to doodle noodles
with my wibbly nibbly pen;
girly, curly whirly, and,
arty farty, too!
in this mug chicken noodles
spousey makes whole caboodles
evry single day
chases colds away
gets me back to my doodles.
Carefully simmered, a steaming delight,
Hearty and soothing, through day and night.
Ingredients bubbling with warmth, a fragrant dance,
Carrots, celery in a culinary trance,
Kindling warmth within, a comforting goal,
Every spoonful's a hug, healing the soul.
Nourishing body and spirit, its essence unfurls.
Nurturing with love, as it swirls in its swirl,
Overflowing flavors, a soothing sight,
On a cold day, you bring the heat,
Dancing with spice and herbs, a fragrant embrace,
Lending depth and character grace,
Every spoonful's joy, with every eat.
Savoring each bite, a taste that's so true,
Opening hearts and appetites anew.
Unveiling comfort, worries take flight,
Pleasure in a bowl, day or night.
Everybody’s noodle kugel
Varies in a way
And some taste just as different
As the night is to the day.
Most recipes were handed down,
A bit of family lore,
Or found in temple cookbooks,
Which have recipes galore.
I tried a few when searching
For the one I’d call my own,
Since the kugels of my grandmas
From my memory have flown.
But I hit upon the perfect one
And make it every year.
Not everybody loves it
But each piece will disappear
Since whatever’s left, I’ll wrap and freeze
So it won’t go to waste
And then, bit by bit, I’ll eat it
‘Cause it’s made to just my taste.
A bug who loved to doodle
was floating on a noodle.
He had to get some sunscreen;
the sun was getting brutal.
He could not reach the lotion;
he needed a commotion
to interrupt the pristine,
make waves just like an ocean.
He saw a pretty spider;
he sidled up beside her
to ask if she would help him
because she was a glider.
She glided to a lady
Who was a big fat ‘fraidy.
A-shriekin’ and a-yelpin’,
she made the pool all wavy.
Our bug packed his caboodle,
then hopped out off his noodle.
It seems that he was last seen
astride a golden doodle.
So if you don’t want cancer,
and you’re a take-a-chancer,
a long-haired dog romancer,
doodles may be your answer.
i stare at my phone as my arms start to stretch,
stretching so long that i cannot catch
my brain, when it starts to pour,
pouring my memories all over the floor.
the floorboards like to creak whenever i’m near,
nearing their senses for the pouring i fear,
i fear i’m lost, and cannot regain
the noodly arms and thing i call a brain.
i stare at my phone as my arms start to stretch,
stretching so long that i cannot catch
my brain, when it starts to pour,
pouring my memories all over the floor.
the floorboards like to creak whenever i’m near,
nearing their senses for the pouring i fear,
i fear i’m lost, and cannot regain
the noodly arms and thing i call a brain.
beef and
noodles
best cook
ever
called her ours and she was terrific
more wonderful mother hard to find
played games
taught church
humble
modeled
behaviors we could use all our lives
helped us be successful in all ways
The calm lake woke up suddenly
On an all consuming day
Received its first visitor from above
A truck, a tractor trailer fell from the sky
Crashed!...An accident perhaps
A high ridge to sharp
A curve too narrow
It split open like an egg on impact
Tons of noodles scurried out
Boiled up soft in high noon heat
Lunch fell over Summer over time
A waterfall shaped like a ladle
Cascading noodles watered down
Well done for sure and swirled
But what about the driver?
The sun said, I'll take two scoops
Save the rest for later
We'll see what the lake stirs up
poodle
noodle
noodle
toodle
to dull
too dull
pudel
rudel
boodle
croodle
4/20/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright © 2018
My sister likes to doodle
I thought she drew a noodle
She gave me a glare
And tugged at my hair
And told me t'was a poodle.
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