This poem describes the dish ratatouille and promotes its virtues of bringing people together and promoting peace. In 3 sentences:
Ratatouille is described as having no enemies and being a friend to all people, including the working class and aristocrats alike. The poem encourages readers to come together and unite over this dish of vegetables, cooked with olive oil and herbs. It suggests that those who fail to appreciate ratatouille and help prepare it are more likely to pursue war and conflict instead of peace.
This poem describes the dish ratatouille and promotes its virtues of bringing people together and promoting peace. In 3 sentences:
Ratatouille is described as having no enemies and being a friend to all people, including the working class and aristocrats alike. The poem encourages readers to come together and unite over this dish of vegetables, cooked with olive oil and herbs. It suggests that those who fail to appreciate ratatouille and help prepare it are more likely to pursue war and conflict instead of peace.
This poem describes the dish ratatouille and promotes its virtues of bringing people together and promoting peace. In 3 sentences:
Ratatouille is described as having no enemies and being a friend to all people, including the working class and aristocrats alike. The poem encourages readers to come together and unite over this dish of vegetables, cooked with olive oil and herbs. It suggests that those who fail to appreciate ratatouille and help prepare it are more likely to pursue war and conflict instead of peace.
Eat it, for preference, under the sun, Consider, But, if you are Northern, you may eat please, this dish of ratatouille. Your ratatouille imagining Provence. Neither will it invade Afghanistan Believe me, it goes well with everything, or boycott the Olympic Games in a huff. As love does, as peace does, as summers do It likes the paintings of Raoul Dufy, Or any other season, as a lifetime does. It feeds the playboy and the working man. Acquire then, for yourselves, ingredients; Of wine and sun it cannot get enough. Prepare this stew of love, and ask for more. It has no enemies, no, not even Quick, before it is too late. Bon appétit! Salade Niçoise or phoney recipes, Not Leonid Brezhnev, no, not Ronald Reagan. It is the fruits of earth, this ratatouille, And it has many friends, including me. Come lovers of ratatouille, and unite!
II
It is a sort of dream, which coincides
With the pacific relaxations called Preferred Reality. Men who forget Lovingly chopped up cloves of ail, who scorn The job of slicing two good peppers thinly, Then two large onions and six aubergines - Those long, impassioned and imperial purples - Which, with six courgettes you sift with salt And cover with a plate for one round hour; Or men who do no care to know about The eight ripe pommes d'amour their wives have need of, Preparing ratatouille, who give no thought to
The cup of olive oil that's heated in
their heaviest pan, or onions, fried with garlic For five observant minutes, before they add Aubergines, courgettes, peppers, tomatoes; Or men who give no thought to what their wives Are thinking as they stand beside their stoves When seasoning is sprinkled on, before A bouquet garni is dropped in - these men Invade Afghanistan, boycott the Games, Call off their fixtures and prepare for war.
The Queen-like Closet or Rich Cabinet: Stored with all manner of rare receipts for preserving, candying and cookery. Very pleasant and beneficial to all ingenious persons of the female sex