Soup Sample, Please …… [a-Little-Over-Short; Restaurant Dining; Practical Advice] - Poem by Bri Edwards
This eve I dined out with my wife and her "grown" daughter.
The latter, I hope, learned a lesson, ‘bout soup, I taught her.
The ‘chowder' (maybe four bucks "worth") , she said had "too much starch."
As she dared to NOT eat most of it, my eyebrows did slowly arch.
Perhaps they "arched" only figuratively, ……or did they arch indeed?
How many hungry kids, in our world, would that …..bowl of chowder feed?
But, instead of chastising her for the "waste" (her mom has "wasted" too) ,
I simply told her (next time she's tempted to order soup) ……what to DO.
In some restaurants, if you ask, they'll give you a sample, to taste, first;
before ordering you can then rate it for yourself: ‘great', ‘good', ‘poor', or "worst".
I'd like to try asking for entrée samples, but I don't think I would dare.
Besides, I'll eat most anything put in front of me, ……even if covered with hair.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
oh! and, although, i don't get overly-excited by one or two hairs in my food (like my wife does) , i MIGHT not be too enthused if my food was 'covered with hair'.
Comments about Soup Sample, Please …… [a-Little-Over-Short; Restaurant Dining; Practical Advice] by Bri Edwards
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You