DANCE THE POULTRY SPICE BLEND-from Godfrey

He was an odd young man who disliked beets..yet despite that, Godfrey made friends easily. He delighted in the company of women, yet at the first hint of possibly impending romance, retreated to the nearest kitchen to bake. His light, airy scones and delicate touch with carrot muffins passed into legend with him.  

And how Godfrey loved to dance, lacking elegance, saying “Feh” to tradition, he created his own works.”The Peruvian Armpit Waltz”, “The Beetroot Cloggeroo”, and the recently discovered “Poultry Spice Blend”..yes, he was a lifelong seeker of wisdom, yet nonsense remained at the core of his being. try this dance to a slow, folky tune suitable for a wide grocery aisle…   

Oh I danced with parsley and wisely with sage, danced with savory and rosemary in their old age, danced close with garlic, (no wish to offend), and with plump, fresh marjoram till evenings end.

When the gala was over and the hall was shut tight, we danced down the pathway on a hot summer night, the slow sunrise paprika from bush fires inland, smoky haze made me wheeze, but we danced through the fennel and the sweet bay leaves.

Coriander! Coriander! , bold pepper from the mill, cheeky root ginger I’ll dance if you will. But you are too strong for cornbread stuffing, let us pick ripe lemons for frosty iced tea after dancing.

Take off your woolen socks, put down that spoon, she said “fetch your guitar where it hangs in the book room, scent of dill weed, butter and chervil, rattle the spice rack as round the warm kitchen we twirl. Jealous basil, hot headed cayenne, keep time as we dance The Poultry Spice Blend.

Grow Walla Walla onions out the backdoor, dance down aisle 7 at the Thrifty’s store, on the harbor I sit as big crowds stroll by me, all headed for the waterside symphony.  A vagabonds evening out, free to attend, on the dry grass, neath the stars dance The Poultry Spice Blend, let the fireworks roar, we dance The Poultry Spice Blend…

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4 thoughts on “DANCE THE POULTRY SPICE BLEND-from Godfrey

  1. Words meant for dancing, Sheila, as Godfrey would have danced. My eyes flew, my smile grew and my feet tapped as I read, urged on by rhyme and rhythm; and I have a notion when I cook our dinner tonight and search out some spices I’ll try out the poultry spice blend in my kitchen not much wider than a nice supermarket aisle.I’ll let you know how it goes.

  2. Sheila, my own words can’t tell you how delightful I find the rhythm and rhyme in this post. The swing and sway as I read it out loud is so fun that I’ve read it several times….I feel like I’m dancing.
    “….wisely with sage, danced with savory and rosemary in their old age.” Using spices will never be the same. : )

    • It was a tough week at work, with my bosses wife gravely injured. I sat at my desk, an ancient school table, my chair two boxes of bags on a bucket, trying to do a spice order, this is how it turned out…

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