Monday, February 21, 2011

Bad poetry, oh noetry: A kitchen haiku

I made cassoulet:
The bread crumbs and everything!
Beans, leeks and onions,

Sage from the garden,
Bacon and tinned tomatoes.
Simmering, bubbling...

Happy sausages
Greet us from the roasting pan.
The in-laws liked it.
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  1. DoppelgängerFebruary 21, 2011 at 12:56 PM

    I think that final line is the most important, both artistically and literally.

    No pic of the cassolet? :-(

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  2. dFebruary 22, 2011 at 8:39 AM

    Re: photo, I know! My bad. Never fear - there will be more cassoulet.

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