Work of Art: Antipasto

In response to the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Work of Art: “Art ” isn’t just paintings and sculptures, it can be anything in which we find beauty and meaning – even food.  Show us a thing, place, or person that’s a work of art to you.

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Extra-Terrestrials

She came in with a flurry, arms wrapped around a large, open box. It’s seems that she’d been the recipient of a weekly box of farm produce, heaped graciously on her by a friend who was out of town for the week. Our, otherwise serene, Sunday morning had dissolved into a cacophony of dog barks, […]

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Cornucopia of Change

Written for NaBloPoMo October:Fall * A diamante poem is a poem that makes the shape of a diamond. The poem can be used in two ways, either comparing and contrasting two different subjects, or naming synonyms and antonyms for another subject.,,,the subject is named in one word in the first line. The second line consists […]

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Pirates’ Plunder

I knew that D-man would band them together – again – transforming the ragtag bunch of cousins into a well-tuned troop of plundering pirates, exuberantly mounting their quest. “Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate’s life for me! Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me!” I stifled a giggle upon hearing the uninhibited rallying cry, peeked […]

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What’s for Dinner?

  What’s for dinner?  Lets plan ahead We can agree, we’ll start with bread. Beef stew with dumplings, that should do, For me, but definitely not for you. Rack of lamb would be sublime But you don’t like, it would all be mine. Center-cut loin of pork is tops Alas, you don’t eschew the chops. […]

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Breaking News…Popover Gremlin Strikes Again!

I love cooking. I love cooking for my family. I love cooking dishes that others dare not attempt. I love to juggle food preparation logistics like a project manager, to produce a fantastic family feast. Most of all, I love hearing “Amazing!” and “More, please!”, as my grandsons wolf down my culinary creations. Topping the […]

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Delicious Deliverance

I sit undisturbed, Chilling Waiting, waiting, waiting Resting, hours have become days and nights The point of no return, imminent Until I am, at last,  retrieved. But is it too late? I shed my ‘not-so-glad’ Glad Wrap Anticipating Formation by hand, into perfectly shaped orbs Bathed in egg white, Powdered with fine hazelnut talc Thumbprint […]

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