The World's Best Cook

I love to eat my own food!

THE WORLD'S BEST COOK

 

I am the world's best cook

And I didn't learn from any book;

I watched Mom, as a kid,

And cooked, mostly, what she did;

Then, I learned to experiment;

Burning food is an excellent way to vent;

My main ingredients are this and that,

Which I shovel in; what's a scant;

I heap a pile of something that smells

So good that you will forget your ills;

I think that spice is nice;

Did I add it; let's add it, twice;

I like to fix food in a big, boiling pot

And boil it down to the consistancy of snot;

Whatever the food has become,

MMM, MMM, you are sure to hum;

It's not the food you love, you see,

It's me!

 

Laughed till I hurt!

Sep 10, 2011

• Make me laugh!
• The World's Best Cook

 

 

Author's Note

Now, my Mom will tell you that I am "The World's Best Cook," but she never, really, watched to see what went in the pot!

Reviews

[Jamie S.]

Sounds like the words of a woman who has worn a path from the stove to the fridge! This needs to be on a plaque in your kitchen, it is fun to read. And your right, it isnt just the food...its the fact that YOUR making it. Nothing makes me smile more than to hear one of my kids yell, "guess what moms cooking!?"

[Ice QueenJen]

This is a great poem!

[The Analog Kid]

FYI, this writer passed away. She was always very friendly to me and sweet...

[Ice QueenJen]

How sad, she was a great writer too. Thanks for letting me know too.

[The Analog Kid]

Sure:)

[Wendy Seames Garner]

Amusing little poem - it might be nice to put into a cookbook. I know just how you cook without a real recipe, just adding a bit or this or that. I, too, have sometimes wondered if I've added on of the ingredients, so added it again.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Aww I thought this was a poem about me. (laughing) I love to cook. And I'm actually a rather good cook too. I think "the world's best" might be pushing it a bit but I don't receive many complaints. Good write and I believe sometimes ignorance is bliss in matters of what went in the pot.

[sammyj]

Wow, I tell people that the reason I became a chef was because I love to eat.

great job

[NightsShade]

Hmm, this is a completely different take on cooking. It makes me want to finally learn my measurements and learn how to cook! I liked the atmosphere that this poem created; it was very playful and humorous. Very cute!

[Ellen Hammond]

What a delightful poem! It is whimsical and funny, although the line "And boil it down to the consistancy of snot;" threw me a bit as I was eating lunch when I read it. LOL Cute....very cute!

[alesuriko]

Interesting. I can't really relate though because I really can't cook. My life will probably consist of ramen noodles and Michelina's unless I find myself a girlfriend who can cook haha. But good poem, very interesting choice of imagery. Especially with the consistency of snot (you spelled that wrong by the way, it has a "e" not an "a") but it really gave a contrast to the poem in a humorous way. It's different and isn't bragging it up, it's about experimentation and the strange power that "love" (or the fear marriage strikes into the hearts of husbands/wives depending) has to force the lover fake liking the food cooked for them no matter how... snot like. Nicely done.

[Jessica Mai]

aww this is wonderful. a lovely lighthearted poem and my mum would say the same thing. I adore the last line, that your cooking contains your own essence. Awesomely clever! 100/100

[Revolutionary]

very cute.I was getting hungry till you said snot.funny how a suggested word can change the way the poem was making me feel.I like it