In response to several readers' requests, I asked the poet busker and the butter merchant for permission to publish the poem written by the poet for the merchant at the Farmers Market. (See post from July 28. ) I don't have to tell you his answer:
substance, the essence of all
things flavorful and wholesome
Bring forth the force of other
fields and weave a tapestry
for the palate, eyes one can
only see with from inside
To each dish a special form,
to each viewer a special meaning
this is, of course, the
foundation of art, the spice
of life in food
C. Stavney
BUTTER
Distill from that life givingsubstance, the essence of all
things flavorful and wholesome
Bring forth the force of other
fields and weave a tapestry
for the palate, eyes one can
only see with from inside
To each dish a special form,
to each viewer a special meaning
this is, of course, the
foundation of art, the spice
of life in food
C. Stavney
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