Silicon beds abound with bivalves
Hidden under a blanket of warm tropical water
Every wave akin to a gentle breeze that brings savory delights
Letting the colony feast on the bounty of the surrounding sea
Life might suck, but for an ocean filter, that means you are living large!
Crispy fluffy white popped kernels pour out of the kettle
Obscene amounts of liquid butter soon flow over the alabaster landscape slightly seasoned with salt
Releasing that signature smell in the air that screams movie time
Now for the show that is me consuming of this mountain of magnificence
You remember those days when your body didn’t ache
Or you could eat two pizzas and not gain a pound
Until that dreaded middle age kicked in
That flipped your whole world, but you didn’t notice till it was too late
Here we are now, but there is a silver lining. Okay, maybe not.
Can you make me something to eat?
Only I need it to be dairy free, soy free, and gluten free
Oh, and I can’t have coconut or almond
Know what, I will stick to a glass of water.
Looking at his sandwich, he wondered if there was a better way
Unless sliced bread was the height of sandwich technology
Now he pulled out notebook and began drawing diagrams and writing notes
Completing one design before discarding it for the next, and after some time many pages were filled with scribbles
However, soon the clock told him to go back to work, and the sandwich was still there, taunting him
Cider so hard you need a hammer and chisel to drink it
Resulting in puckered lips that would make an Instagram influencer jealous
It leaves an impression on the consumer’s soul
Searing the memory of that tree, that branch, that fruit, that moment
Permanently into your psyche
“Can I borrow your saber for a second?”
“Okay, first I don’t own a saber. Second, why?”
“Really want to open this bottle of champagne.”
“Know what, let’s go buy one. I want to see if you succeed or chop your hand off.”
Good char slowly developed on the wieners
Releasing their juices to drip onto the hungry flames below
It made a pleasing aroma to those gathered around
Leaving them to contemplate the communal feast they were about to partake
Loving the dog days of summer
The first person had the idea top take these leaves, dry them, and then soak them in boiling water
Evidently was equal parts insane and genius
And I salute them tonight as I lift my cup
Stench of burnt sugar permeated the kitchen,
Making the smoke detector chime in with its opinion on the situation.
Everyone came running in to see what happened.
Lee just shrugged and put the butter away in the fridge.
Looks like they would have to settle for plain ice cream, and that just stinks!