Okay. For the traditional out there who asked what we do about this critical subject after the post on the amazing double-surf, a non-traditional answer…
When what is thawing
Overlaps with what is thawed,
Great things are possible.
Sandhill Cranes and a Bald Eagle overhead.
Summer is nearly over.
But there is a specialty beer in the fridge,
And the thawing and the thawed
Promise more delight.
There are some recipes on the Web
That can make various Alaska meats
Into dishes fit for Royalty.
And so we ask The Google
For its beneficence,
And to apply guidance
To our arcane cookery
Of meats too rarely appreciated by most Mortals.
And so the exalted Salmon and Caribou
Come to us in a guise
That beguiles and enchants
Even the most jaded.
Carpaccio di Pesce and
Anticuchos
Delight one night,
While sashimi and
Magic Burgers
Thrill Royal tongues
On another.
And so the Surf and the Turf do
Dance together
In exquisite, palatable bliss,
And all is Most Excellent with the World.
End note:
You: Poetry and food? What the heck?
Me: Hey. We live in a magic land! Enjoy what comes to you!
My you’ve been busy with the posts!
Everything sounds and looks delicious!
Thanks — the pictures are not so great, but eating while it’s still hot is a priority!
Now I’m hungry.