Friday, April 25, 2014

Food Waste Friday and True Food Confessions

It's time for Food Waste Friday, when the Frugalgirl encourages us to post pictures from the previous week of wasted food from our household. This accountability hopefully will help us to be more careful with our food and maybe save some money. Also, I am using this public forum to encourage us to eat out less which includes better meal planning. You can follow how we are doing in this endeavor by reading True Food Confessions


This Week's Food Waste


LETTUCE

I didn't quite make it all of the way through a bag of lettuce before the last of it went bad. Otherwise, we did pretty well.



This Week's True Food Confessions


Egg salad cornettes made by my sister-in-law-- one of the treats we had for Easter.
This week, we had a lovely Easter dinner with Ward's family, but for the rest of the week the food was fairly routine. So, I'm going to skip ahead to today's entries for National Poetry Month. As of yet, I have not featured the ever-important poetry type of the limerick. Here are a few food related ones that come from the book, Lots of Limericks selected by Myra Cohn Livingston. 

A Lady in Madrid
A lady who lived Mardrid
made soup a way no one else did:
she swallowed some broth
with some herbs wrapped in a cloth,
and covered her head with a lid.
by N. M. Bodecker

An epicure, dining at Crew,
Found quite a large mouse in his stew.
Said the waiter, "Don't shout
And wave it about
Or the rest will be wanting one too."

There once was a provident puffin
Who ate all the fish he could stuff in.
Said he, "Tis my plan 
to eat when I can:
When there's nuffin' to eat I eat nuffin." 
by Oliver Herford. 

The Unfortunate Giraffe
There was once a giraffe who said, "What
Do I want with my tea strong or hot?
For my throats such a length
The tea loses its strength,
And is cold ere it reaches the spot."
by Oliver Herford.



4 comments:

  1. Oh, these "carrots" look so cute!!

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  2. I love egg salad. I've never seen it so attractively displayed.

    I admit it, I love limericks. Probably not the highest form of poetry, but ...

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    1. I like limericks also. They are always so much fun, and I feel like that is a kind of poetry that I can sometimes be successful writing.

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