A Villanelle….
Is a poem of French origin. It is composed of 19 lines, with five sets of triplets and a quatrain. The first and third lines of the opening triplet are repeated in an alternating pattern. The middle lines of each triplet must rhyme with each other, and the ending quatrain must contain the first and third lines of the opening triplet. The most famous example of a villanelle is Dylan Thomas’ “Do Not Go Gently into That Goodnight.”
My Villanelle….
Is a snapshot of what happens when you go out for dinner on a Saturday night. You arrive at a restaurant dressed in your best attire with your loved one at your side. The waiter brings your bread and drinks, and takes your order. As you wait for your food, you notice it’s taking a bit long. When you finally receive your food, it was worth the wait. You leave the restaurant sated, and pleased. A lovely evening was had by all.
I dedicate this Villanelle….
to all of the thousands of line cooks, pastry chefs, sauciers, busboys, dishwashers, and executive chefs. My hope is that anyone who has had the unique experience of enduring the frenetic pace of a popular eatery for a living enjoys reading my villanelle entitled, “The Weeds.”
THE WEEDS

Get a garnish on that plate!
Move quickly if you want a raise.
Where’s the rest of Table Eight?
This is no time for a debate;
Top that asparagus with some hollandaise
Get a garnish on that plate!
You ruin the food that I create,
I won’t tolerate any more delays;
Where’s the rest of Table eight?
Now, get the spoon and sauce that skate;
Mind the Potatoes Lyonnaise!
Get a garnish on that plate!
Hurry now chef, I’m really irate;
That lamb shank needs more time to braise.
Where’s the rest of Table Eight?
The customers are mad, their food is late;
Is your performance just a phase?
Get a garnish on that plate.
Where’s the rest of Table Eight?
For John
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RIP Starbucks and Bennigans
30 JulWell.
I wished I felt bad about the closing of these establishments, but I don’t. I do feel bad about the people who are losing their jobs; they did nothing wrong. I have no sympathy for the mass production of mediocre fare and the systematic dumbing down of the American Palate.
I mean, C’mon people! Are you really gonna miss nachos, onion rings, buffalo wings, burgers and fries? Are you going to miss jalapeño poppers, southwesten egg rolls, and some hot vegetable dip?
No. Because you can get this stuff anywhere, and that’s where Bennigans went wrong. Bennigans only stood out for the “decor.” That’s it. Nothing new, original or innovative. Oh well, Buh-bye.
Starbucks. I never liked their coffee. Overpriced swill.
Now, I have to be fair. I love lattes, macchiatos, and a decent espresso. But, I won’t buy them from a global giant with their Stepford-style workers, faux hipness and cultural relevance. Whatever. I’ve had one of those lattes from Starbucks, and nearly got into a screaming match with the help because I wanted a shot of caramel in my then $4.50 cup of insane indulgence.
And after all that, it wasn’t that great.
So folks, I say adieu to these establishments, and pray all those customers who patronize these places spend their money in a locally owned store. Keep the money in your communities.