If I stole it, it would undoubtedly taste better. Ever since I was a little girl, despite the food on my grandpa’s plate being absolutely identical to the food I had before me, I would try to steal his. His food was tastier, stronger, more courageous and intelligent than my boring food. The bacon was crispier, the sausage was juicier, and the egg yolks were sunnier.
Most of you would find it odd,
Lining up inside a pod.
But in fact it wouldn’t be,
If you were a baby pea.
Hush little mushies,
Lay your caps and heads
Gently on your cozy mushroom beds.
The loam’s soft and spongy,
The light’s right for fungi,
So hush little mushies, hush.
White Wine Spritzers; Kir Royales, or Root Beers
Teddy Kennedy’s Favorite Lobster Salad
Potato Salad
Tri Colore Three Bean Salad
Fresh Apricot and Cherry Cobbler
For the soup:
3 cups cooked turkey, shredded
1 butternut squash
1¼ cups onion
1 cup corn
4 garlic cloves
1 jalapeno
3 Tablespoons olive oil
3 corn tortillas
2 cups tomatoes
3 Tablespoons tomato paste
1 Tablespoon ground cumin
6 cups chicken broth
6 ounces spinach
Salt and pepper to taste
For the sour cream:
½ cup sour cream
1 Tablespoon lime juice
Zest of one lime
¼ teaspoon ground cumin