Words can be a meal in themselves and when I came across a website asking readers for words associated with food, I was immediately curious. However, imagine my disappointment when this list came out top. No flavour, no texture, no voluptuousness, no grossness, no sheer salivating enjoyment, Here it is anyway:
cook, bake, broil, heat, sear, saute, recipe, ingredients, pans, plate, dinnerware, silverware, eat, meat, vegetables, grain, calories, carbohydrates, plant, sow, reap, harvest, minerals, vitamins, farms, ranches, grill, slice, serving, obesity, bulima, nervosa anorexia, gut, digestion, bite, teeth, chew, swallow, choke, vomit, tables, stove, cookware, tablecloth, kitchen, campfire, microwave, refrigeration, left-overs, feed, shopping, restaurant, store, fields, silos, barns, game, wash, knives, scraps, bones, gristle, shell, fertilizer, marketing, butcher, grocer, check-out, carts, receipt, produce, packaging, raw, shelves, lockers, baskets, candy, holidays,
See what I mean? Someone follows up with:
appetite..bon appetit..culinary..dining..eating..fine-… dinner..linguine..mussels..nachos..onion… carrots..vegetable..waffle..xtra cheesey..yams..zucchini
Well yes, well yes, but then it tails away just when it was getting interesting. I think we could do better, so, experimentally, somewhat along the lines of sheep-counting, as in yan-tan-tethera..., let's see if we can get some rhythm going, and some of that vowel and consonant mouth-dance I am so keen on in poetry.
raw, brawn, chow, cheek, custard, mustard, /
greased, larded, crunchy, succulent, chewy, /
toothsome, sour-sweet, piquant, /
hock, flank, chuck, chick, duck, neck, yam, whelk, /
rump, ramp, jerk, quiche, quenelle, anchovy/
eggplant, zucchini, blini, bolt, bouillabaisse,/
roulade, roux, ragu, ratatouille, roast /
frites, fricassee, forcemeat, homini, hummus, /
offal, oxtail, pork, pancetta, epicure, /
shin, clod, silverside, loin, leg, breast,/
belly, knuckle, wing, sweetmeat, lights, glutton.
It's a miscellaneous enough list, but never mind, let it sing! Good. Now I feel hungry again. And this is only the tip of the iceberg lettuce.