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MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE APARTMENT…!

My wife has the rest of the pineapple,

In her batch of baked beans…

I almost added quinoa

The dish might have burst at the seams.

My wife precooks the bacon,

Reducing the content of grease…

Saving the drippings for later

And another masterpiece!

By the time I get home it’ll be ready,

To sample before my  dreams…

If she makes me sleep elsewhere

We can always blame the beans!

–Jonathan Caswell

SHOULD HAVE USED FLOUR…

SHOULD HAVE USED FLOUR…

 

Not bad for a simple Thanksgiving,

We had enough to eat…

I totally forgot the stuffing

To make the meal complete.

We had roasted rib eye and veggies

Done in a roasting bag….

I should have added some water,

For delicious gravy to snag.

We worked together on two apple pies,

One had added pineapple…

If I’d added flour to the apple mix

It might have the juices tackled.

We prayed before we ate,

She let me do it this time…

Praising God for blessings

And keeping us in our prime.

But all-in-all, it was a good meal

With a “no thank you” helping of onion…

I like onion’s flavor appeal,

But eat a whole one–lick a bunion!  🙂

 

–Jonathan Caswell

 

CAN OF CRUSHED PINEAPPLE

CAN OF CRUSHED PINEAPPLE

 

She couldn’t open the pineapple can

Because the opener went with her man…

Who tried to pony

His “Beefaroni”*

A broken pop top foiled the plan.

His Beefaroni yielded being levered with a spoon.

The can opener wasn’t as useful as assumed…

With it he absconded

So she desponded

On having pineapple soon!

He came back at eleven, PM,

And she asked for the opener (AHEM!)…

They both had a treat,

Pineapple to eat—

Forgiveness in serving both of them.

 

–Jonathan Caswell

*A product of “CHEF BOY-AR-DEE” FOODS.