tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204929682373156493.post1005767793893404796..comments2011-08-30T16:45:42.435-07:00Comments on Psalm 145: Day 50 and another kiwi, mmm-mmm-mmmmmJenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04983650804069194376noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204929682373156493.post-22925866865108668642010-10-08T06:57:38.019-07:002010-10-08T06:57:38.019-07:00Fresh and raw, you smell a bit like dirt and aging...Fresh and raw, you smell a bit like dirt and aging leaves underfoot<br />A funky edge for my salad<br />embracing bleu cheese<br />for a stinky tango<br /><br />but simmering on the stove<br />you come alive<br />a splash of sherry <br />sends mushroom heaven<br />billowing by<br /><br />Floating meekly in my miso soup<br />As I raise the cup to my lips<br />You promise a depth <br />that will not disappoint<br />The odor of something<br />decidedly rich to come.Jenn Johnstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17109069410025156032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7204929682373156493.post-18155423070834962602010-10-08T06:33:26.095-07:002010-10-08T06:33:26.095-07:00I love this.. and the pregnant comment under the p...I love this.. and the pregnant comment under the picture. You're making me want some kiwi! Speaking of forgotten yesterdays, my grandma used to sprinkle kiwi slices with sugar and pour evaporated milk over it for our dessert.. yum!Jenn Johnstonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17109069410025156032noreply@blogger.com