Tag: food poem

To the Next Superfood – food poetry

To the Next Superfood To whom it may concern and who has ears to learn, what passes the test one day will fall out of favor. Even now, I try and savor my name in newsprint, the widespread popularity, my far-reaching availability, and the rich talking points that come with this gig each day: high… Continue reading To the Next Superfood – food poetry

Stinging Nettle Soup: Greens in Winter Food Poem

Greens in Winter Stiff edged leaves want to stick fingers, prick them if unaware of their nature.   Winter has left us bereft, for years we knew what to expect. But now,   farmers throw their hands out to the fields, then up to the skies. When precipitation   makes some states quake, ours is… Continue reading Stinging Nettle Soup: Greens in Winter Food Poem

Tattooed by Love: Food Poetry on Exhibit

Nails in hand, hammer in the other we assess the long wall along the Abbey Coffeehouse, already pocked with the absence of previous nails. Along the muted grey hallway, we measured and marked, then hammered and nailed up the Cranberry Lassi Food Poem. The day started long and lazy, dead center of Independence Day weekend. We… Continue reading Tattooed by Love: Food Poetry on Exhibit

Broccoli Breakfast Tostadas

  Broccoli gets passed over so easily, perhaps florets for breakfast don’t appeal. It’s time to reconsider the crown for the morning meal.   Break it up with a sharp knife into bite-size bits. Toss in fresh lemon zest and garlic-infused olive oil to convince an ornery guest.   Start with a humble tostada, It… Continue reading Broccoli Breakfast Tostadas