Entries: Round Fourteen

[maggiethecat]

Have Haiku Fun here!

[Comfort Me]

Muffaletta, beignets,

Jambalaya, beans and rice,

Reasons for living.

Searching for meaning,

Seeking the ultimate truth,

What is in the sauce?

[1337chef]

In honor of thanksgiving and binge eating...

clothes bursting at seams

I ate way too much this time

ah, same time next year?

[Jensen]

summer's end

wild raspberries

dried on the stem

clusters of berries

beyond my fingers

clear blue skies

approaching autumn --

green tomatoes

left on the vine

Edited to add that I don't follow the 5-7-5 rule, preferring instead the HSA definition of "An unrhymed Japanese poem recoding the essence of a moment keenly perceived, in which Nature is linked to human nature."

Edited November 25, 2003 by Jensen (log)

[FistFullaRoux]

Haven't written in Haiku since college. Let's see if I still got it.

It flaps, runs, swims, flies.

Braised, roasted, served how you wish

It makes no diff'rence

Ev'rything is food.

Prepared with skill, makes smiles grow.

Get in ma belly!

I ate too damn much

flickering lights before me

Pass the pink bottle...

Edited to say = Obviously. I can't count. 5-7-5, not 5-10-5. Maybe I just invented a new form of haiku.... Anyway, the submissions above have been edited. rrrrrrrrr

Edited November 26, 2003 by FistFullaRoux (log)

[Squeat Mungry]

"Thanksgiving"

Family and friends

Look who showed up after all

Where's my martini?

[Squeat Mungry]

"Thanksgiving II"

Isn't that funny?

The gravlax was over there.

Where has the cat gone?

[tommy]

Thanksgiving...

gewurztraminer

a coupla beers as well

and then it's nap time

gallons of oil

deep fried my hand to a stump

next year i'm roasting

Edited November 25, 2003 by tommy (log)

[Squeat Mungry]

"Thanksgiving III"

Gram's had too much booze.

She won't even remember

Dissing the stuffing.

[tryska]

skinning hazelnuts

a chore until midnight came

blanche, roast, peel - still skins

*sigh*

[Jason Perlow]

Pumpkins are orange

Filled with beta carotene

Pass the potatoes.

Edited November 26, 2003 by Jason Perlow (log)

[Jason Perlow]

Pepperidge Farm rules

God I love this stuff, more more!

Screw Doctor Atkins.

Edited November 26, 2003 by Jason Perlow (log)

[Jason Perlow]

Rye bread with white meat

I'm keeping my leftovers

My turkey sandwich!

Edited November 26, 2003 by Jason Perlow (log)

[Carlovski]

A delicious dish

Yet something is still missing

Ahh, add some Kimchi!

[Jason Perlow]

My Mother In Law

Overcooks Asparagus.

Will she ever learn?

[Comfort Me]

As the holiday approaches, my haiku gets harsh. (Said to my wife at last year's dinner, "It's too bad you didn't marry Billy Cherry. He's a CPA.")

Thanksgiving again

Another harsh reminder

Why I hate your mom.

[Jason Perlow]

Juicy meat drippings

Mixed with flour and butter

Pour it down my throat.

[Jason Perlow]

Turkey with bacon

Oh it is so fine, my love

Pass the Tagamet.

[tommy]

the egullet shuffle:

jason is focused

quick! sign-up with bogus names

while he's not looking

Edited November 26, 2003 by tommy (log)

[tryska]

multiple entries

skew the curve, must stop jason

from winning it all....

[Jinmyo]

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spam spam spam spam spam spamitty

spam spam spam spam spam

[Squeat Mungry]

"Thanksgiving IV"

Thanks for the harvest,

For turkey and... canned red gel?!?!

What's up with that shit?

[picaman]

Turkey dinner chat

Breakfast: pancakes or waffles?

Pennsylvania Dutch

And with that, I'm off to Reading, PA for Thanksgiving dinner.

Jamie

[Janedujour]

Sorry. Ok, I think I get it (edited)

My new addiction

Recipes infused in brain

Egullet feeds me

Won't sign on today

Must work,make money,buy food

Mise en place sounds cool

I'll just peek at one

Or two forums maybe three

Now it's time for lunch

Names drop off my tongue

Adria, Keller, Trio

Fat Guy and Jason

Like Mary Hart says

"Demi and Ashton" and sounds

Like they're her best pals

I can just taste the

Fois gras, truffles and that foam

I eat my pretzels

Edited November 26, 2003 by Janedujour (log)

[Carolyn Tillie]

A Foodie's Ten Days of Christmas

1

Bartlett, Bosc, Beurre Blanc

The partridge roasted golden

My ordeal begins

2

Not poultry again

Two doves are hardly filling

Wild rice will help

3

I'm sick of birds but

Three hens as coq au vin

Pure joy with salad

4

Ortolons so small

Two for me and two for you

I'll open the wine

5

At last something sweet

Ewald Notter pulls sugar

Into rings of gold

6

Plectopterus reigns

Pâtés de Foie Gras Strasbourg

'44 d'Yquem

7

Can swans be eaten?

They were in 1400

Pretty tough, I'll bet

8

Milk maids hard at work

Wensleydale, Pierre Robert

Perfection consumed

9

Aproned waitresses

In choreographed service

Nine, with plates in hand

10

Ten Lords? I think not

Just prima donna waiters

Who all want to act

11

Pipers arrivée

Each with bags full of frosting

Pastry chefs are gods

12

The drummers cadence

Beats a beginning, perhaps

Or is it an end?