Roasting spices, grinding them, in a mortar with a pestle,
Preparing well her palette for the fare,
In a range of many colors, cumin, ginger, garlic, curry,
She’s an artist in the kitchen, sweet and rare;
Vegan brush and canvas, conscious master at the easel,
Mixing shades, amounts, and tinctures on the board,
Mingling fresh, exotic mixtures, blended perfectly together,
She’s an artist in the kitchen, so adored;
Into pots and pans and cups and cans, into fragrances of pungent,
Go the oils infused with coconut and teal,
Chick pea flour embracing broccoli, deep fried freshness a la heaven,
She’s an artist in the kitchen, what a meal;
Sitting down together, to a dazzling feast of fullness,
Getting lost within the harmony and taste,
Emerald, turquoise, blue, and violet; orange, rose, and gold vibrations,
She’s an artist in the kitchen, demure and chaste;
Roasting spices, grinding them, in a mortar with a pestle,
Preparing well her palette for the fare,
In a range of many colors, cumin, ginger, garlic, curry,
She’s an artist in the kitchen, sweet and rare,
An artist in the kitchen, sweet and rare.
