WASH AWAY THE GERMS

>WASH AWAY THE GERMS
>HERE I STAND BENEATH THE WARM AND SOOTHING STEAM
>THE DROPLETS FALLING GENTLY DOWN ON THE PAN
>CUT AWAY THE STEMS ALL THE STAINS OF THYME
>BUT THERE'S NO MEMORY IT'S ONLY DRY INSIDE
>MADE THE DOUGH AND KNEADING DEEPER
>INTO A NOODLE BOWL
>AND IT WILL COME
>LIKE A FLOOD OF BROTH
>POURING DOWN ON ME
>AND IT WILL NEVER REST UNTIL THE FOOD IS DONE
>AND IT WILL COME
>THROUGH THE DARKEST GRAPE
>IN MY FINAL HOUR
>AND IT WILL NEVER REST UNTIL THE SPROUTS ARE DONE, UNTIL THEY FIND MY BEANS AND DISAPPEAAAAAAAAAAAAR

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LIKE I SAID, KITCHENS ARE CRUEL JACK
AND I'M VERY IN TOUCH WITH MY INNER CHEF

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Doktor, deactivate my sensors

>Alright, the broth then.
>I do need chocolate. and scones.
>Wanna know why? I have a cream!
>That one day, every man in this countru will control his own recipe.
>A land of the truly hungry, damnit!
>A nation of asparagus, not curds!
>Ruled by steak, not spaghetti!
>Where the food changes to suit the individual, and not the other way around...

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I'M FUCKIN DELECTABLE

>You don't know what it's like to peel and grill, just to season!
>You've never been salty.
>If cooking has gone to shit, you're just another sous chef salting by the pile!

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that shit doesn't even rhyme
what a pathetic attempt op

>Making the mother of all pies here, Jack. Can't fret over every crust.
>>Not when you're "kneading the dough", right?
>>What do you know about the dough?
>>You've never been mixed. You've never been processed.
>>You don't know what it's like to be packaged and preserved and modified just to be bought...
>But you did get bought! Through sheer force of marketability, following your own set of ingredients.
>With your own fluffy texture, you took back your kitchen!
>>And now I'll take yours.

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>UMAMI IS A MYTH
>SPICES ARE A JOKE
>WE ARE ALL CONTROLLED BY SOMETHING GREATER
>BEANS. THE FOOD FOR THE SOUL
>THEY SHAPE OUR DISH. THEY ARE THE COUTURE -- THE CUISINE WE DINE ON.

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WELL, IF IT ISN'T SAUCY JACK

delicious thread

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>RED BEANS
>RED BEANS OVER DELICIOUS RICE
>RED BEANS
>RED BEANS OVER DELICIOUS RICE
>5 O CLOCK AND FAMILY IS FIENDING
>NEED SOMETHING FILLING AND QUICK
>INEXPENSIVE GOYA LEGUMES MAY DO THE TRICK
>EVERYDAY
>ONLY FIBER IS WITH US NOW
>SOMETHING WARM AND PURE
>FEED THE BEAST WITHIN OURSELVES
>NO NEED FOR A CURE
>WHEN THE SIMMER IS SLOW
>AND THE FIRE IS HOT
>THE FAMILY WAITS AT THE CROCKPOT
>ISN'T PRETTY
>ALL THE CUTLERY
>THIS IS NUTRITIONS SACRIFICE

COULD OF GONE PRO IF I HADNT SALT THE GRAVY

Dokto
Engage my taste receptors.

garbage

>I said my fork was a tool of nutrition
>Not used in soup... not used in sauce...
>But now, i'm not so sure, and besides...

>This isn't my fork.

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>NOW YOU'RE JUST BEING SAUCY!

yuh hungri fuh days

FASTING UNBROKEN
The GRACE GOES UNSPOKEN
I’VE EVEN FORGOTTEN MY BIB
I DON'T KNOW THE SEASON
OR WHAT IS THE REASON
I’M SITTING HERE HOLDING MY BLADE
A DESOLATE STEAK
WITHOUT ANY TASTE
IT'S ONLY THE BURNT MEAT I FEEL
IT'S ME THAT I SPITE
AS I STAND UP AND SHITE
THE ONLY THING I KNOW FOR REAL

IT SHOULD BE BLOOD-
-DRENCHED
THE CHEF IN THE BACK NODS HIS HEAD
THE ONLY ONE
LEFT
WILL GRILL UPON THE DRAGON'S BACK
BECAUSE THE CUSTOMERS WON'T COME BACK FOR SHIT STEAK
OH, NO, IT SHOULD BE BLOOD-
DRENCHED
IT'S THE ONLY THING I'VE EVER KNOWN

LOSING MY CREDIBILITY
WONDERING, HAVE I GONE INSANE?
TO FIND THE STEAK IN FRONT OF ME
I MUST GRILL AT PERFECT RANGE
LOOKING DOWN FROM THIS LAST BITE
AND NEVER REALIZING WHY IT'S SHITE

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I CAN RIP THE RIBS IN TWO, WITH MY BARE HANDS

UNCLE SAM NEEDS YOU TO EAT, JACK!

>I’VE EVEN FORGOTTEN MY BIB
kek'd out loud, holy fuck