Literati!
There’s a lot at steak in Mac Eagan’s entre’. I came to the conclusion having read the first line that it was about Browning burgers, but it was not automatic. I will send a $5 gift certificate for McDonald’s to the best foodie puns left in the comment boxes. You cannot, however, make any reference to a Big Mac, except of course if you are Mac Eagan. A fun poem from a serious writer!
A Love Poem: My Heart, It Burns Because of You
by Mac Eagan
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee ground and grilled, with coal-black lines
Seared across your front and your back, served on a steamed bun
With ketchup, mustard, mayo,
Onion and tomato,
Bread and butter pickle and a slice of mild cheddar.
I love thee crumbled and browned in a rich sauce
Of tomato with garlic, basil, oregano and coarsely chopped mushrooms,
Ladled with love over thin spaghetti (or sometimes angel hair).
I love thee as a filet, tightly wound with multiple strips of bacon
And displayed proudly next to garlic mashed potatoes and sautéed asparagus.
How do I love thee? In an untold number of ways
But these are certainly three of my favorites.
BEEF – It’s what I’m having for dinner.

You’re making me hungry and I’m vegetarian…so that says something about your writing!
Thank you, Laura, I always relish positive feedback.
Have to oyster checkered flag for this one.
I like Wendy’s (comment) a lot.
me too
With so much about vegan eating these days, your love affair with beef is very moo-ving.
Thank you, Miryam. I almost waited too long to write this, but I was able to find the thyme.
I find your story is well done, which is rare these days for this medium. Ta-tar for now!
Good one. It will be hard for the rest of us to ketchup with you now.
Where’s the beef! Well it can be found right here on A Word With You Press, via a fun, delicious and tasty read.
Ah, what folly. Thank you.
Thanks, Monica. I thought about setting it to music. What do you think for the key? Beef-flat?
My mouth started watering…
Thank you. (I was going to make a meat pun but thought I might butcher it.)
Mooove over tofu….no cowering aloud!
Thanks for posting a second condiment on my entry.
It is a delight Mac, a pleasure without measure.
(Orange you glad Thorn posted a new story so this madness can stop?)
I’m pudding a lotta effort into the next contest. So no half-baked comments from you Mac.
Never half-baked, Thorn, but often cheesy (I am Mac, after all).
I am sad no more,
Eagan is at my door
Tickling my nose
I don’t pose a vegan.
Keep the five I hate that dive
Rather eat Wellington
Terrific show Mac
Full of surprises,
Best of the bunch
The Med-Rare snack.
Munches grasses, Mike, munches grasses.
A Mac attack of remorseless proportion,
Written in detailed hammy devotion.
Filled with aPEAsing visions taste buds chatter
Moochas Eagan for words that do not make us fatter!
You did it so good!!!
I mustard mitt, that was quite clever. Thank you, Diane.
You can tuna piano but you can’t mention a Big Mac? Soda correct answer would be Hot Dog!
Okay, here goes: What do you call a man with no arms and no legs on a grill? Frank.
What’s his wife’s name? Patty.
Let the groans begin….
and no, I don’t have chip on my shoulder, I’m just in a pickle…hey, that’s LIFE (Mikey likes it…)
I think I just got some form of literary indigestion. Those were horrible (which means really good (which means absolutely awful (which means fantastic))).
Looks like you’re getting a lotta feedback
Yup. Lots of feedbags. Oh, wait.
Oh Mac. I’ve read this so many times just trying to think of something clever. Instead I went to Burger Lounge to enjoy my yearly organic burger…with everything on it. Yes. I thought of you!
Organic burger is an oxymoron. And any moron can east an ox. Which begs the question, if a cannibal eats a vegetarian, is he still a cannibal?
Nice to know I come to mind when you see a hamburger pun.
Mac
Tried to read this twice, the third time I made it, as I taped a paper towel below my lower lip.
Wheres my drool cup, eh?
I am a total carnivoire………..
You and meat both, Brian. Thanks.
So funny. Loved the borrowing of Browning. So good.
Hahahahahahahahaha! Classic. Well aged and full of flavor! This was a great romp! And of course now I’m hungry.