Fra Diavolo
Crushed red pepper, like yellow sunflower seeds in powdered blood. Marinara sauce made fresh from boiled tomatoes.
Mixed together, poured over a fresh lobster and linguini.
Forkfuls, washed down with Chianti!
For dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille # 41 (spice):
“Your entire poem need not be spicy or relate to spices (though that is fine too!) You can add “spice” or a derivative of the word with a subtle pinch. Be creative. Just remember that a quadrille must be exactly 44 words, excluding the title…”
harvest moon first tingle on the tongue of that spicy sauce
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Yum! Truly a nice write, too!
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Thanks!
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You are welcome!
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The description of the crushed red pepper is uniquely devine! May I book a table? This is, as always, terrific writing.
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Thanks, Jilly! Happy you enjoyed it!
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Interesting quadrille, capped with a haiku; impressive & yup–made me hungry.
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Thanks, Glenn! I had to craft a haibun-quadrille for this one!
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Now that is my kind of meal! Well done, Frank.
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Thanks, Purple!
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Sounds like a delicious meal.
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Indeed, it is! “Try it, you’ll like it!” 😆
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Delicious I think!!
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Dig in when you can! 😆
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Good-ness, that sounds incredible! I LOVE lobster.
My favorite part: “like yellow sunflower seeds in powdered blood”
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Thanks, Marley!
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What a wonderful recipe… never forget how cooking is poetry.
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I tell my wife all the time! She still won’t believe she’s an artist, even though she could win a Michelin star from her own kitchen!
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What time is dinner? I’ll be right over!
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😆 bring the 🍷!!!
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“Yeah, I’ll have what he’s having.”
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😆 Thanks so much!
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A delicious quadrille.
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Thank you! Buon Gusto!
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