Paprika Poems

Buffet Crampon

12 pork chops
thick about one inch
make a flour mix
2 tablespoons of salt
ground ginger 2Tablespoons
2 Cayeene pepper
2 T of Onion powder
1 T garlic powder
1 T Paprika
5 T breadcrumbs
1/2 c of parmesan cheese
1 cup of crushed corn flakes
2 C of flour
 3 eggs 1 cup of milk egg wash
dip and fry in Olive oil
until golden brown (not done)
transfer to a baking pan

in a skillet
sautee
 11/2 cup of onions diced
4 T crushed garlic
3 cups of sliced mushrooms
1 grated apple
3 tablespoons of fennel bulb grated
2 cups of red bell pepper
1 tablespoon of pepper flakes
saute until onions are translucent
add 1/4 cup of lemon juice
1/2 cups of vermouth
2 T brown sugar
4 tablespoons of butter
1/2 c of heavy cream
1 c of veggie stock
1/2 cup of chopped parsley
1 teaspoon of liquid smoke
make a loose sauce and pour over pork chops
bake 350 degrees for about 45-50 minutes
or until done.

Would You Like Some Toast

Would You Like Some Toast?
 I’m just a guy named Nacho Libra.
 I work at an orphanage.
 They gave me cooking duties.
 And dead guy duty.
 Would you like some chips on your salad?
 Where are the spices?
 Would you like some toast?
 With these eagle eggs, all have the best wrestling moves.
 Sometimes I wear stretchy pants.
 In the ring, are you ready to dance?
 I like paprika on my corn.
 Do you have feelings for a nun?
 If I win, I will buy a big bus.
 On my bike, I will leave you in the dust.
 Iv’e had diarrhea since Easters.
 It says in the bible not to wrestle your neighbor.
 This is the worst soup, it needs flavor.
 Everything you just said is my favorite thing.
 Nacho Libra likes to party.
 Choncho, I need to borrow some sweats.
 I’m not leaving, I just want to look my best.
 I love cheese in my tortilla.
 These are the lords' chips for the orphanage

Tarte Citrus Notes

10 chicken breast filets
split a pounded
in a food processer add.....
2 chicken livers steamed
1/2 cup of mushrooms
1/4 c wilted arugula(chopped)
1/2 t nutmeg
11/2 c of ground chicken
1/4 cup of heavy cream
1/4 c of crumbed bacon
4 Tablespoons capers
1/2 cup of cream cheese
1/4 cup of fresh parsley
3 crushed garlic cloves
3 tablespoons of grated parmesan
2 tablespoons of  conage
1 teaspoon of cayeene peper
1/2 t of fish stock
1 t lemon juice
mix smooth....................................

spread creamed mixture over chicken breast
layer 2 slices of procuttio
roll breast 
coat with seasoned flour
(in a blender combine)
1/4 c corn flakes, 1/2 c seasoned bread crumbs)
add to
2 cups of flour
3 T salt
3 T cayenne pepper
paprika
black pepper
onion powder
garlic powder
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2 cups of panko bread crumbs 
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olive oil for frying
bake for 25 minute on 350 use a thermometer

Serve with
smashed potatoes
and smashed brussel sprouts
and honey-buttered corn

dessert
almond rasberry tart
with pastry cream and vanilla ice cream
with white chocale shavings

Fix your lips

The Early Years

She is to entertain 20 people
I fried up 20 cucumbers 
5 lbs. Of okra
In a grit and Parmesan cheese
And bits of bacon in the batter
Some spices, mace, cayenne , paprika
Garlic and onion powder in the
Bater*w/flour and eggs  baking soda*
I roasted a teriyaki style pork loin
And sliced it thin with commercial
Mixer, I mean the slicer
A creamy sauce to top it
With vinager , jalapeno, lime
Cream cheese and sour cream
With a touch of fish stock and a
Drop or two of gin, extra dry honey! 

Fixed some cheesy grits
Fried some green tomatoes
Steamed some shrimp
And made crab balls
And a pot of
Hollindise
With lime and tequila 
and cayenne, Sweet Missie
Slap my ass! 

Strawberry shortcake
With
A rummy strawberry sauce
Whipped cream
And vanilla ice cream

Ya'll that's ah party! 
Slurp the white zinfendell
And tug at your drawels
She got to take
Notice of this
Mans efforts! 
Biscuits sweet like cookies
Dix's wanna pound sum
P*ssie! 
I"it'ss s ah love thang! "

Colors of Love

 
Bursting shades of fire ember sweet desire 
an Orange Jubilee, bathing in the sun   
Wild charmed poppies, blushing  sunsets 
paprika colored dahlias blowing in the wind;
Nostalgic golden lights of evening twilight 
resplendent in vivid splashes of yellow 
Brass dreams tinted with soul's aspire,  
a wedding band of love that's timeless, old.  
Tinctures of diamond hues of sapphire 
indigo skies of teal, a planetary cosmic,  
infinite as the heavens that filled the stars *
Blue corn moments of sweetness,  
the artist's palette shimmers with light 
Starry Starry Night, twirling gazes 
barely grazing, each color begins to bleed  
beneath the morning fields of amber gray
Overlaid in silver the graying tones of life 
muted to perfection, a priceless heirloom. 
Impearled rosary beads, fingers turn    
the sterling breaths of love begin anew.  
Paint not in shades that don't belong to you  
for even God alone could not replace the hue,    
create the perfect shade in you, dear one  
and don't forget to be the best that you can be.

Cook Food In Nature

Fish
Garlic
Paprika 
Salt
Black pepper 
Rosemary
Olive oil
Carrot
Purple onion
Hot red pepper
Butter 
Zucchini
Basil
Avocado
4 eggs
White or Parmesan cheese.

Perfect Poetry Soup

What use is a poet,
if without a pen,
like a chef without
a sharp set of knives.

How bland is the soup,
without sincere ingredients.
Nourishing soul food needs
fresh free verses of vegetables,
sweet syllables of stock
and an alliteration of
parmesan, paprika or parsley.

It is pointless being mute,
when there is so much to say.
But too much salt in the soup,
can leave a bitter taste.

No pen scribes with the same garnish,
each pair of eyes focus differently.
Like they say, 
too many grammar police,
can spoil the broth.

Too much pepper in
a poem will lead to sneezing.
Not all poets,
share the same beliefs.
Not all soup lovers,
enjoy chicken soup- 
especially those with a
vegetarian vocabulary.

In the absence of judgement,
words becomes pure.
With the right ingredients,
the soup is a symphony of flavours.

Let the blood that flows 
from your veins,
become the ink that 
creates the perfect soup.

Poetry Soup2

Peppered passions poetic pistachios 
Onions fashioned like sonnets season soul
Eggs elevated eccentric embraces
Timeless haiku like wonton soup with sages
Racing red romantic bean ballard 
Yellow limericks of potato salad 

Salty somber sayings sweetly sly tribute 
Oregano onomatopoeia monotone lines of truth
Universal utterances of sensual Senryu 
Paprika topping the cheesy poetry soup

We sat Fused

2.5 cups of chickpeas
2 egg yolks
3 t of lime juice
4 tablespoons of garlic
1/2 onion
1/2 flaked fish
1/2 t of dried thyme
4 T shredded coconut
1 teaspoon of smoked paprika
4 T toasted sesame seeds
2 Tablespoons of flour
2 T cornstarch
deep fat fry in
a mixture of
olive oil and avocado oil.
2 T cayenne
4 tablespoons of powdered cream cheese
drain pea
ground in f. processer
add spices vegies and fish
pulse. add yolk lime juice
make sheres, refrigerate, 
deep fry in olive oil and avocado oil.

mayo
relish
T sour cream
chives
1 T. cognac
dilute spirt with lemon juice.
and honey.

we boiled the country ribs
seasoned them when they were done
and BBQ'd them under a broiler with
a tangy BBQ sauce 

steamed asparagus with
garlic lemon butter

Hazelnut and pound cake
cupcakes with marzipone topping and vanilla icecream dessert.

Time to meat

To fill sausage links takes some stuff 
Slow-cured in moist air it's not tough
We always savor 
The paprika flavor 
Since pork salt and wine's not enough

the parrot

The Parrot

The bird in the cage has featherless wings folded
to the naked body like squeaking scissors 
I'm 89 today let, me out of this bloody cage!
Its owner is hard of hearing, is the widow of a war
veteran, I think the First World War
She tells everyone she meets, 8 million horses and
12 million donkeys were killed on the battlefield and no one
took notice 
Humanity only thought of their suffering and were
impervious to animals' feelings, more, a wounded animal was eyed as a potential meal by hungry soldiers
Dragged from a green field to a soggy battlefield and
not a word of thank you
Goulash, the famous Hungarian dish, was made from horse 
flesh and camouflaged with paprika, pepper, and salt
for 89 years, the parrot had only been able to read 
the titles of books on the shelf on the opposite wall
It had a lively mind and listened to the radio every day
well educated can  squawk with the best of them

Paprika

paprika sunset
fall chills night air, covers cozy....
nightmares

Souperb

fresh cut mushrooms in the chicken broth 
steam of aroma tintillating the tablecloth.

onions fried in olive oil, drizzled on top,
tendrils of thyme dip the garlics in chop.

oregano flakes float in lime  green sauce, 
rawness of ginger, with the broccolis toss

a splash of sherry on layers of cream 
scrambled with eggs, carrots in the team

sipping grated cheese lingering in slow
croutons now dampened, soft and low

paprika sprinkled noodles, a hug so warm       
Oh! the bowl's finished, soup-erb perform.

as a perfect medley melts in the mouth,
spoon keeps stirring from north to south.

Sitkan Spice Merchant

Fish flesh ceiling marinades evening in mandarin
  Paprika streaks Alaskan sky, an exploded pumpkin
  Garish stretch marks bruise tumid buttocks
  Jack-o'-lantern flicker silhouettes summits 
  
  Door open draught steers me over masts, a compass
  North chill Turmeric tingle bitterness burns sun jus
  Snuffs frail wick candle into cavern skull sockets
  Frigid fuselage discarded from flamboyant firey rocket

   Hulls doubled on calm harbour curl fetal forget me not
   Petal precious postcard sends rocking sleep to yachts
   Resistant pristine peaks poke holes blood gush painful 
   Ski slid accident on apex restores pale flesh to angel

   Pressed panes mist to witness her wings in awe, glory! 
   Nest of pick up sticks prickle, due dusk warns me
   Crept shadows of chalets' thatched porches protect
   Navy as battle ships torn apart, needle inks inject

Beso Mi Down Dhare

Sherry
Brown sugar
Garlic
Pureed beets
Pureered green pepper
Pureed onion
Olive oil
Fish stock
Lemon juice
Salt
Paprika
3 hot yellow habanero peppers
Chopped fennel
Make about one gallon
Maranade pork loins or
Fresh hams. 
maranade whole
Game hens.
Roast for
 Happy Saturday celebrations
Serve with 
Pasta noodle salad
garlicy potatoes
Garden salad
Yeast rolls
Rum-cherry-pineapple-sprite- drink
Banana cheesecake
Apple pie
Jamaican spice cake

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