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Showing posts with label chef. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chef. Show all posts

Saturday, November 25, 2023

FROG, CHEESE,YUMMY

I had parmesan cheese frog in my roaster,
Thick garlic/onion bread in my wide toaster,
It's the bestest of dinners,
The best of the big winners,
And, I am normally not a big boaster.

Saturday, October 21, 2023

WHAT STICKS IT ALL TOGETHER

My latest four cheese homemade pizza, lies in the garbage bin,
Everyone said it was a vile thing, that wreaks of sin,
I made the pizza from stew,
Of course, I had to use glue,
At least it held together, so I give my effort a win.

Friday, February 24, 2023

FULL DIAPERS COOKED IN A CAR, AND BREAKFAST

My pancakes smell like fungi feet,
So no one would give them an eat,
My eggs, no one would chance,
Because of a smell circumstance,
Like diapers, cooked on a carseat.

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

CHEF BOBBY MAKES THE BEST SALAD

Bobby was the greatest chef,
He was the greatest chef around,
He made his meals all from scratch,
Then fed them to his hound,

On Thanksgiving Bobby had some dinner guests,
 To show off some cooking feats,
For an appetizer he made a of kind of stew,
With pickled marinated beets,
 
Bobby cooked a turkey,
Until it's skin was golden brown,
Bobby basted the turkey with peanut oil,
It was the best turkey in the town,

Bobby made some turkey stuffing,
He added cheddar cheese,
He also added ground black pepper,
This made his guest all sneeze,

Bobby made some salad,
He added carob seed,
Hemixed in all the greens he found,
But mostly it was weed.

Wednesday, June 29, 2022

SQUASH BLOSSOM DINNER

I fried me some squash blossoms in my old frying pan,
Then I fried me some baked beans, I cut out of a can,
Although it all smelled like carpet-feet,
It was a real tasty treat,
Then I rested by my big, old box fan.


Tuesday, November 16, 2021

TURKEY DAY FISH FILLET

My oven would not start and my turkey fryer had no gas,
I feared that for dinner, on turkey I had to pass,
So, things looked really dire,
Until, I remembered the cloths dryer
Turkey came out funky flavored, so I fried some fresh caught bass.


Tuesday, April 20, 2021

I WENT TO LONDON TO COOK FOR THE QUEEN

I went to London to cook for the queen,
She liked my firm grits and my crawdads were clean,
And, she said my rock bass,
Added a real touch of class,
Yet, my root-crops looked a trifle obscene.