A Recipe for Survival
Mirepoix, because vegetables.
½ cup sanity, julienned on ice
plus one jalapeño to spice it up.
Cubed onion with tears yet no fears!
Garlic is good; we’re socially distant anyway.
Fold in lightly beaten dolphin egg.
Swirl in the sound of small hands, drumming
on an upsidedown plastic bowl.
A dash of pepper, a bit of salt
just a taste of whole gestalt.
Fold in a heaping measure of compassion,
an ample amount of quality bread
flour, kneaded well to make it rise,
and a dash of mother’s love, like a hug.
Dash of dill for daily determination.
Savory rice with a pinch of oregano
and something from the back
of the fridge I can’t quite identify.
A splash of rum will do no harm.
Add fresh mint, growing wild in the backyard.
Dollops of chilli flakes make it vavavooooom!
Calories are out the door; Slather more butter, por favor.
Melted chocolate to grace the top.
A spoonful of sugar to make the recipe go down.
An aromatic candle awaiting to inflame the senses
… and the romance of Javier Solis’ melodic Sabor a Mi.
Original prompt: Write one line that is an “ingredient” in our collective recipe.
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