salad days...

napa cabbage tossed with rice wine vinegar,
bean sprouts,
scallions,
cilantro,
toasted sesame seeds,
and sesame seed oil?
teleport:

that's a tall order of expert, kids.
what?
oh.
okay.
one salad isn't enough for your faces?
well,
what about pea shoots,
alfalfa sprouts,
radish sprouts,
belgian endive,
and kumquats,
all soaked in freshly-squeezed mineola orange juice,
and then topped with cashew-cream-lime dressing?
wordimus prime, neighbors!
teleport again:

yeah.
also,
you eat the whole kumquat!
the whole thing.
one little bite.
that's it.
tart insides, sweet peel, the works.
two types of high-nutrient high society asian activation,
because too much is the right amount.
saying goodbye to april is a lot easier with a full bellyhole,
and a satisfied faceful of crunchy green leafies.
that's real.
the showers are threatening to mar may day,
but the night ahead can downpour all it wants.
i'm inside and it's even kinda warm....
i'm dressed down for the dark parts
in my comfy-cozy sleepy loungewear,
and i'm cooking up a storm of my own, without the rain,
but with all the thunder you'd imagine was possible.
a hurricane force of culinary activation is underway,
and those big bowls are just the sides for a main event
en route bidding adios to this month.
kitchens, y'all.
that's where i belong,
and that's the way it goes;
never quiet, never soft.....