POEM RECIPE FOR FRIED GREEN TOMATOES
I make fried green tomatoes,
Sometimes with friend potatoes,
I slice them thick or thin,
Different tastes for different kin,
I dip them in the egg,
I dip them in the flour,
I turn on the stove,
I crank up the power,
When puffed up and golden browned,
That’s the best taste I have found,
There’s nothing better on Puget Sound,
Than fried green tomatoes all around.
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