Ars poetica

American cheese compliments macaroni best
Broccoli spears never hurt anybody.
Cabbage patch kids are dumb, but cuddly.
Denatured alcohol is not for urban drinking.
Eggplant parm is saucy, but has no emoji.
French fries are fickle: they’ll go on either side.
Grilled cheese sandwich – ’nuff said.
Haute cuisine is un-American.
Ice cream.
Jelly is one thing, jam a whole damn ‘nuther.
Ketchup is to vegetable what Ronald Reagan is to erudition.
Lettuce pray.
Marmalade adds considerable substance to toast.
Noodles work even if all you have to add is butter.
Onions reveal so much they’re worth the tears.
Pomme de terre.
Quick-cook steel-cut oats.
Raspberry tart.
Strawberry jam.
Tunafish sandwich.
Uncle Sam packed meats.
Vegetables keep you regular.
Waffles are maple syrup delivery platforms.
X-tra cheese, please.
Regardless of spelling, yoghurt adds culture to life.
Zucchini keeps eggplant honest, or vice versa.