Friday, February 28, 2014
Haiku Friday: The restaurant you long for
As restaurant chains spread out, people in Texas are looking forward to getting their own Dunkin' Donuts. It's a weird thing-- we often want what we don't have, and that extends to restaurants.
Let's haiku about that today... the restaurant you wish was close. It doesn't need to be (and maybe shouldn't be) a chain, just that place far away that you wish was close, whether it serves New York bagels or breakfast tacos.
Here, I will go first:
Hello, Waffle House!
Why is it that I love you?
'Cause I'm just hungry...
Now it is your turn! Just use 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and five more in the third, and you're in...
Comments:
CREPES DE PARIS
Crepes that wept poems
In your mouth. Bechamel which
Haply made acquaintance
With mushrooms dancing
A minuet with fromage
And jambon.Asperges!!!
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Greasy, syrupy
film coats the walls and counter
of Waffle House, ages
Short order cook peeks
over shoulder at line out door
A Friday night crowd
Stool at the counter
Hot coffee, small OJ and
fried egg on waffle
film coats the walls and counter
of Waffle House, ages
Short order cook peeks
over shoulder at line out door
A Friday night crowd
Stool at the counter
Hot coffee, small OJ and
fried egg on waffle
Mr. Wok's eggplant:
If I knew how to make it,
I could be vegan.
Stir-fried with tofu ...
I'd eat it ev'ry day, but
Plano is too far.
If I knew how to make it,
I could be vegan.
Stir-fried with tofu ...
I'd eat it ev'ry day, but
Plano is too far.
My long-loved place for
Crawfish: Farm Royale. How I
Wish it still to be!
Beer trays filled with red
mudbugs, onions, corn. We’d
Grab ‘em all at once.
Pinch the head, then tail.
Pop out the meat and eat. Bliss.
Then swig beer. Repeat.
A long-gone relic
From Port Arthur’s past. But I’ll
Always remember.
Crawfish: Farm Royale. How I
Wish it still to be!
Beer trays filled with red
mudbugs, onions, corn. We’d
Grab ‘em all at once.
Pinch the head, then tail.
Pop out the meat and eat. Bliss.
Then swig beer. Repeat.
A long-gone relic
From Port Arthur’s past. But I’ll
Always remember.
My long-loved place for
Crawfish: Farm Royale. How I
Wish it still to be!
Beer trays filled with red
mudbugs, onions, corn. We’d
Grab ‘em all at once.
Pinch the head, then tail.
Pop out the meat and eat. Bliss.
Then swig beer. Repeat.
A long-gone relic
From Port Arthur’s past. But I’ll
Always remember.
Crawfish: Farm Royale. How I
Wish it still to be!
Beer trays filled with red
mudbugs, onions, corn. We’d
Grab ‘em all at once.
Pinch the head, then tail.
Pop out the meat and eat. Bliss.
Then swig beer. Repeat.
A long-gone relic
From Port Arthur’s past. But I’ll
Always remember.
Smoked meats by the pound
Served on smooth, brown waxed paper.
Smitty's, Black's or Kreuz?
Served on smooth, brown waxed paper.
Smitty's, Black's or Kreuz?
# posted by 
: 10:06 AM
: 10:06 AM
Harry's Restaurant, Rte 9, Westborough, MA. Great Dinner. The Rolling Stones got kicked out of there once upon a time.
Scott Davis
Scott Davis
# posted by : 1:34 PM
: 1:34 PM
Scheherazade's tent
San Francisco,waiters in
Red silk Turk blouson
Trousers,fighting to
Peel me a purple grape,or
Feed morsels of honeyed
Coney or lemon
Poulet,juices dripping,licked
Sensual utensils
Fingers.You grab them
Wanting a taste,greedy boy!
I sit low,cushion'd,
Sated,round,and yearn
For something that is not on
The table. You know. You.
San Francisco,waiters in
Red silk Turk blouson
Trousers,fighting to
Peel me a purple grape,or
Feed morsels of honeyed
Coney or lemon
Poulet,juices dripping,licked
Sensual utensils
Fingers.You grab them
Wanting a taste,greedy boy!
I sit low,cushion'd,
Sated,round,and yearn
For something that is not on
The table. You know. You.
Listen Osler--Geoff is da bomb!
Geoff took me to a
Rezzo on France Ave. I had
Squid pasta.Puked bad.
But it was real,real
Romantic.Tablecloths and
Everything. Roses.
Geoff even paid. No!
Yes! Tiramisu. He was
Neath table so long...
Geoff took me to a
Rezzo on France Ave. I had
Squid pasta.Puked bad.
But it was real,real
Romantic.Tablecloths and
Everything. Roses.
Geoff even paid. No!
Yes! Tiramisu. He was
Neath table so long...
# posted by : 12:20 AM
: 12:20 AM
O A & W
Your drive- in beckons,teen queens,
Frosted mugs sweating.
Soft serve languishing
At chalice of joy bottom
Spuds fried insides like
Potatoey souffle
Dipped into saucy tomato
Represent good eats
Like a moral choice.
Sixties rock from speakers and
No dressing for dinner.
Your drive- in beckons,teen queens,
Frosted mugs sweating.
Soft serve languishing
At chalice of joy bottom
Spuds fried insides like
Potatoey souffle
Dipped into saucy tomato
Represent good eats
Like a moral choice.
Sixties rock from speakers and
No dressing for dinner.
# posted by : 12:59 PM
: 12:59 PM
Dropped Sal's ruby ring
Under table.. couldn't find
It anywhere.How
Am I sposed to get
Engaged.Gives a whole new twist
To going down on...
One knee!
Under table.. couldn't find
It anywhere.How
Am I sposed to get
Engaged.Gives a whole new twist
To going down on...
One knee!
# posted by : 1:07 PM
: 1:07 PM CREPES DE PARIS
Crepes that wept poems
In your mouth. Bechamel which
Haply made acquaintance
With mushrooms dancing
A minuet with fromage
And jambon.Asperges!!!
# posted by : 1:18 PM
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