Beetroot longing strikes
But then comes forced surrender
To the staining of hands
With apologies to any genuine Haiku writers. Anyone care to join me in a round of kitchen poetry this week? Pictures. Words.From your kitchen. Go on. If I promise not to write any more actual poetry?
Brilliant!
I will shortly be communing with a cabbage ... I'll get back to you on the poetry ;)
Posted by: Annie | 08 August 2011 at 13:34
Go on then.
Posted by: The Coffee Lady | 08 August 2011 at 13:51
I'm tempted. I have a heap of local apples and plums which I find pretty inspiring. We'll see.
Posted by: Sue | 08 August 2011 at 14:05
Oh please do promise to write more - I love it. The shorter the poem, the harder they are to write I think too - it really is lovely, Ali. x
Posted by: Florence | 08 August 2011 at 15:31
oooh yum beetroot. I have some killer courgettes, I wonder what rhymes with that! xxx
Posted by: driftwood | 08 August 2011 at 16:07
Empty kitchen, mouldy.
Builders come to pull it down
my heart leaps with joy
Posted by: trash | 08 August 2011 at 17:58
I had this beetroot moment only an hour ago! I think you should definitely write more :o)
xxx
Posted by: Lesley | 08 August 2011 at 20:19
Hmm.
I tried. Perhaps this is something that requires some practice to get good at. A bit like cooking!
Posted by: Amanda | 08 August 2011 at 22:43
Fun idea, Ali! I took a stab at it, inspired by a recently-delivered-to-my-door, fabulous cookbook and the delicious recipes within. Who knew pancakes could bring on the poetry?
Posted by: Jennifer | 09 August 2011 at 12:59
I'm all for it. I just made our first real pie and that deserves a bit of poetry, maybe? Only if your write a little more poetry please. :)
Posted by: Gina | 09 August 2011 at 14:26
i'm no poet, but do enjoy yours! And can offer what is, perhaps, the world's shortest recipe for the gorgeous leaves of your beet root:
Leafy tops, chopped & steamed
a bit o' butter, lemon juice and salt
YUM!
Posted by: zephyr | 09 August 2011 at 21:20
You have truly inspired me, not so much with the kitchen version haiku...but knitting! Just think of the possibilities! Thank you, thoroughly enjoyed my visit.
Posted by: Janine | 13 August 2011 at 04:00
We grew beetroot on the allotment this year and I've just cooked it for the very first time, delish! Wore rubber gloves specially bought for peeling it to avoid stained hands though.
Posted by: French Knots | 18 August 2011 at 19:55
I just laughed out loud at this one, as I looked down at my stained fingernails!
Posted by: Jen | 29 August 2011 at 16:41