Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Cooking Sonnet

When I'm in the kitchen I like to be the master
Everything must be on time, faster, work faster.
Bubbling pot upon the stove, watch it, don't stray
An unwatched pot boils sooner, more like, they should say.

Add the spices matched for taste:
With this, I think, something sour.
With this, fresh ginger cooked with haste
for briskly cooked spices I like to devour.

Baskets of fruit beckon to me
from the kitchen table
perhaps a persimmon and apple dessert recipe
I shall make, if I am able.

To make a treat, so good to eat,
Is to me a most worthy feat.

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