Ode to Food

Food. We need it. We want it. We love it. Sometimes it disgusts us. Sometimes it excites us. It's a a privilege to truly enjoy it. Here are some foods that I've been thinking about this week:

Ode to Cheese: Stay away you evil temptress. Do not tease me with your soft, white form. Do not let me sink my teeth into your flesh, and wet my tongue with your sharp, slightly pungent taste. Do not let me roll you to the back of my mouth and swallow gently. You feel so good going down, but hurt so much. 

Ode to Juice: I want to suck you down all day long. You intoxicate me as I chug gallons and gallons of you. It's puppy love and we're giddy...infatuated, but I don't want to get the taste of you out of my mouth. I love you in any form- to me you are perfect.

Ode to Chocolate: Life partner: I'm sorry I strayed. I cannot live without you. I tried to find comfort in another, but I see the error of my ways. Only you can truly make me happy. I'll make it up to you, I promise I've learned. Already there are two bags of chocolate in the cupboard. Please believe me, I'll never make the same mistake again.

Ode to Meat: I try to leave you, but I can never go. You see, you give so much to me. You fill me up with your substance, in a way nothing else can. I don't want to be with you. You're not kind, and you bring down the world around you to get to the highly processed form I see you in each week. But no one can give me what you give me. No one satisfies my needs quite the same.

Ode to Tomato Red Pepper Soup: You're just the flavor of the week. Thanks for helping me get through a rough patch. It's not you, it's me. I really care for you but I just don't see this working out long term. You just don't have enough substance. Honestly, I need a foodstuff with more calories. But thanks for the Thursday morning cuddling session.Whoever you end up with is a lucky woman.