Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Odes of May

Radish

Radish, you spicy little onion you,
how you make a salad sing
with your peppery bite
hidden under your crimson sling
may you always reign supreme
and be so bold
to stand up to creamy dressings
and lettuce oh so cold
you are best sliced thin
smashed into an avocado
on crunchy toast with watercress
standing bold with a pinch of salt
and no bravado

Quinoa

Quinoa, Quinoa, my favorite grain,
I love that no one can say your name
(except for me, of course)
it’s “keen” like a lover’s sigh
and “wa” like a baby’s cry
all crunchy and chewy and easy to cook
with mushrooms and feta each bite is perfect
Quinoa, Quinoa, my favorite grain,
I love that no one can say your name.

Red Pepper

Oh red pepper, you are the best,
oh so bright in your fashionable jacket
Oh so much better than your wan cousins
yellow and orange cannot compare
and green, tasting yucky everywhere,
oh red pepper you are a dream
of crispy, crunchy veggies steamed
or fresh you are the best.

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