The palate palette,
wizard’s sleight,
fairest fare,
ocular bite,
art most toothsome,
evanescent,
conjured deftly
to gild the present.
More thanks to photographer and gastronome S.W. Berg.
And to The Baker’s Wife Bistro and Bar, Hampton, VA.
May 11, 2022 at 10:41 am
That plate not only looks good but is artistically handsome. May meals don’t quite live up to those standards. 🙂 Hope Wednesday treats you well and the sun is shining. 🙂
May 11, 2022 at 10:49 am
Yes, for me food presentation means don’t dribble the soup on the floor, so this kind of artistry just blows me away. I think we will see the sun today. We went almost overnight from frost to humid heat. I love having the sun and warmth but I think Mother Nature could have saved the humidity for August. I hope your Wednesday is good too and that your icepacks are holding out.
May 11, 2022 at 8:44 pm
LOL Yes, I’m happy if the food is on the plate and stays there. It was a really nice day here today, but I did a little too much so I’m using those ice packs right now while I comment. You know me well. 🙂
May 11, 2022 at 9:22 pm
I’m sorry to hear you need the ice packs, but I’m sure glad they’re at the ready. I hope they work! And, yes, may our food stay on our plates!
May 11, 2022 at 3:01 pm
Oh, this photo makes my mouth water. Since english is a second language for me and spelling isn’t my strong suit, you briefly stopped in my tracks with today’s poem: dictionary to the rescue. That’s why I love your posts: I learn new words all the time.
May 11, 2022 at 4:06 pm
Thank you, but make no mistake: English is my first language, and spelling gives me fits all the time. I am forever looking things up. I do admit, though, that I hide behind poetic license when I prefer my spelling to any other! This is quite a mouth-watering photo, yes. I admire those who make food an art form.
May 12, 2022 at 12:18 am
Lovely poem and presentation. I need to go see what we have for dessert.
May 12, 2022 at 12:57 am
Thanks! For the compliment to me and to the baker’s wife, and thanks also for the laugh.
May 13, 2022 at 4:13 am
I liked ocular bite, but confess I was not sure at first glance if the food was cooked. It reminded me of Mama who, having been served steak too rare for her liking, observed that it hadn’t even been past an oven, never mind inside it.
May 13, 2022 at 1:11 pm
Oh, dear. Steak that hadn’t even been past an oven would hardly be an ocular bite, except maybe for a tiger. I’m totally with your mama on that matter; if I eat meat, I prefer it has spent proper time with heat first. This photo must have been a bit of a startle to you!
May 13, 2022 at 1:16 pm
I wasn’t sure what the red topping was.
May 13, 2022 at 1:20 pm
Even worse! Yes, a startle!