In the Kitchen With IronbuttA Poem by IronbuttYou want to put a smile on someones face? Hand them a plate full of good food.Hey hold up Hoss, close up that lid, this aint your Granny's kitchen. You want to make yourself useful in here, get to them dishes. Now I know your nose done brought you here, frankly that was my plan but you just got to wait till I am done now get to washing that pan! Got a little more brown sugar to add and a little more spice to this, give this a turn, that a stir and ok, hold up what is this? Seems to me the last time I checked there was at least twelve patties done, boy don't let me find out you're a sneaking stuff, you'll sit on the porch with none! Ok, so the beans are as soft as they'll ever be and why I think they taste just fine, got to butter up this corn bread now and give this tea some ice. Fresh cut green onions and a few bell pepper here, give this spread some light, better turn on all the ceiling fans, there will be music up in here tonight! Ok now, well I guess I did'nt need to call, you boys just come right in, ladies first, hey hoss take of that hat, you younguns are sitting right here. I sure hope when all is said and done and all these bellies are full, there will be just as much a rush to help clean up as there is over this food. Ho well, good eats everyone and let's pray for our troops. © 2012 IronbuttAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorIronbuttMartinez, GAAboutBest at ease behind a BBQ grill, human to most, Vet, father, grandfather, biker, poet and lyric writer. Author of Red Clay Scholar, Tin Roof Memories, Mile Marker 101 and A Soldiers Notebook, all foun.. more..Writing
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