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Ode to Chicken Kiev (Free verse) by bunniesnangels

His herbed heart with dagger pierc'd His oily life's blood drains away He settles back with gurgled sigh Into his saucy-riced array I tease him into tattered bits Devouring with a chilling hunch That here's repast I'll soon regret Tomorrow I shall bring my lunch.

Lord Ganus 26-Feb-03/3:41 PM
Growing up I was always given the impression that it was difficult to cook anything very elaborate. It turns out this is bullshit. Even with my busy schedule I can cook almost anything you can think of in a not unreasonable amount of time. The trick is to view cooking time as recreational. You can make a broiled steak with bernaise sauce (unbelievably good) in 45 minutes (although I suppose not many people can eat that sort of thing every day).




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