I hate milk chocolate, don’t want cloudsof cream diluting the dark night sky,don’t want pralines or raisins, rubblein this smooth plateau. I like my coffeeblack, my beer from Germany, winefrom Burgundy, the darker, the better.I like my heroes complicated and brooding,James Dean in oiled leather, leaningon a motorcycle. You know the color. Oh, chocolate! From… Read More Food Poem – Ode to Chocolate by Barbara Crooker
In preparation and eager anticipation for our move to Oak Island, North Carolina, my husband and I have been visiting the island, both on and off-season. The past week, mid-march was our third visit. The first was in last June when we fell in love with the place and bought our home. The second visit,… Read More Eating Through Oak Island and Southport, NC – Part 1
4 eggs 3-4 Tbs oil 1 Cinnamon stick 2 Cardamom pods 1 medium onion sliced 1-1/12 teaspoons of turmeric and chilli powder 3/4 teaspoons of cumin and coriander 1/2 teaspoon of fresh grated ginger 1 garlic clove crushed 1 chopped tomato cilantro, fried onions, green chillies and garam masala to sprinkle Bring 4 eggs and… Read More Recipe – Egg Curry
To make this condiment, your poet begsThe pounded yellow of two hard-boiled eggs;Two boiled potatoes, passed through kitchen-sieve,Smoothness and softness to the salad give;Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl,And, half-suspected, animate the whole.Of mordant mustard add a single spoon,Distrust the condiment that bites so soon;But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault,To… Read More Food Poem – Recipe for a Salad by Sydney Smith
After it all, the events of the holidays,the dinner tables passing like great ships,everybody made soups for a while.Cooked and cooked until the broth keptthe story of the onion, the weeping meat.It was over, the year was spent, the new onehad yet to make its demands on us,each day lay in the dark like a… Read More Food Poem – Everybody Made Soups by Lisa Coffman
In the vivid redof the fresh berries,in the pebbled skinof an emerald lime,in the bright colorsof things madeto be transitory, you see the samelovelinessyou find in your owndelicate flesh,the lines fannedaround your eyescharming likethe burnishof plums, your life likeall the otherfragile organics,your soft handhovering overthe succulent apple,you reach for it,already transforming. Kirsten Dierking, “In the… Read More Food Poem – In the Produce Aisle by Kirsten Dierking
“The world you see is just a movie in your mind.Rocks don’t see it.Bless and sit down.Forgive and forget.Practice kindness all day to everybodyand you will realize you’re alreadyin heaven now.That’s the story.That’s the message.Nobody understands it,nobody listens, they’reall running around like chickens with heads cutoff. I will try to teach it but it willbe… Read More Food Poem – Jack Kerouac
On this first day of Novemberit is cold as a cave,the sky the colorof neutral third parties.I am cutting carrotsfor the chicken soup.Knife against carrotagain and againsends a plop of penniesinto the pan.These cents,when held to the gray light,hold no noble president,only stillsof some kaleidoscopecaught being pensive…and beautiful,in the eye of this beholder,who did not… Read More Food Poem – Monday by Cindy Gregg
Next time you feel burdened by your slowness, call your daughter by your son’s name, catch yourself repeating stories or wonder if it will be your last time on a long road trip, embrace the chance to rediscover yourself. When you do, you may see your character shine, as your story sparkles bright through the… Read More Blooming Character: 12 Advantages of Aging
Body is something you need in order to stayon this planet and you only get one.And no matter which one you get, it will notbe satisfactory. It will not be beautifulenough, it will not be fast enough, it willnot keep on for days at a time, but willpull you down into a sleepy swamp anddemand… Read More Food Poem: Living in the Body by Joyce Sutphen
The Hungry Philosopher 