food

The morning starts with bread so warm,
A cup of coffee, the perfect form.
A croissant with butter melts so sweet,
The taste of breakfast feels complete.
A midday meal, we sit to dine,
A plate of pasta, a glass of wine.
Tomatoes fresh, a leafy salad,
Dressed with olive oil, a golden ballad.
The steak is grilled, its flavor grand,
Served with potatoes, perfectly planned.
A slice of cheese, perhaps brie or cheddar,
Each bite makes everything feel better.
Afternoon comes, it’s time for tea,
With biscuits, light as they can be.
Or maybe scones with cream on top,
A little jam—it’s hard to stop.
Dinner arrives, the table’s set,
A bowl of soup we won’t forget.
Chicken roasted, tender, fine,
With rice and spices so divine.
A plate of seafood, shrimp, and cod,
Lemons garnish, a gift from God.
A glass of juice, or sparkling water,
Refreshment clear as nature’s daughter.
Tripsteps helps me learn each line,
Words like cocoa, pepper, and thyme.
From snacks to meals, it’s all so clear,
Learning’s fun when flavors appear.
For dessert, a slice of cake,
With chocolate glaze, it’s hard to fake.
A scoop of ice cream, creamy, cold,
Or a pudding, sweet and bold.
Fruits like oranges, fresh and bright,
Apples, pears, and berries delight.
A bunch of grapes, a mango’s zest,
Nature’s bounty tastes the best.
Spices like cinnamon, cloves, and chili,
Add warmth to dishes, even if chilly.
Cooking together, a joy to make,
A shared connection in every bake.
From honey sweet to salty snacks,
Tripsteps ensures I won’t look back.
With every word, I grow my mind,
A feast of learning, truly kind.