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It started with the butcher
Gone mad from a disease
Slashing the saucier
Across his precious hand
Hell has broken loose
The baker’s struck the chef
His cupcake tray now dented
Several fall to the pastry chef
Deadly with her cream-filled bags
Waiters retreat
Terrified of the pizza baker
Wielding his long-handled paddle
Until it shatters
Over the luckless sous-chef
Hurling hot water all around
Scalding all combatants
Who simmer in their rage
Legends of Windemere 
Ha! Sounds like a episode of Hell’s Kitchen Meets Cake Boss! Very fun! But what inspired you to write it?
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I commented on tjtherien’s poem about a butcher on trial and we got to commenting. Then I came up with this crazy idea.
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Ha ha ha Talk about a food fight. I agree with L. Marie. Were you watching Hell’s Kitchen Charles?
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Nope. All because of a comment thread with another blogger. 🙂
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Good fun. That description of the pastry chef was priceless.
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Thanks. I had to hunt down different types of chefs. That was the hardest part.
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Oh my – this was fun, Charles!
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Thanks. Like writing fun poetry.
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My first thought was your ‘goal’ about cooking. 🙂
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It’s going to come close to this on Thursday. Trying a new tilapia recipe.
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