My mother makes gourmet food or at least tries to. She watches like five-thousand cooking shows then places a plate of “gourmet” food in front of us. I hope I don’t hurt her feelings by not eating it.
There was a lot of food, it was everywhere. The girl had never seen so much food in her life nor had she imagined she’d ever be able to perceive this much food. Turkey, cavier, goose, duck… it was a feast. The only problem was, the feast wasn’t for her; it was for her brother and her father. Women ate on Tuesdays and Thursdays whenever they wanted, that had been the law since she could remember. Women ate on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and every other day they were only allowed to eat bread and water.
cooking is nice it relaxes me but can also be kind of frustrating. I wish I could make more so I could please Car. She is amazing and deserves a good cook. I am very hungry I want cheese. well, cheese and a full meal with it. I
when you see through the sprinkles, and the decorations
it becomes tasteless
you see how irrational and utterly absurd and stupid it is
and means… everything that it didn’t before.
nothing.
and wow why didn’t you give me a better word i just want to write and i can’t and everything inside of me has dried up and it is not gourmet it is rotten and i want to create something delicious and i want people to know it and to love me and there are all these things that i want and they all have to do with other people and i am alone and isn’t that silly and stupid and the opposite of gourmet
Words are rich in what we call life. Words are life. There are some, and there are more than enough. Gourmet. The richness of it all. The high level. The intense.
What I could really go for right now is a gourmet meal, ham, bacon, cheese, mashed potatoes, maybe meat loaf, hm guess its not gourmet, but I love those foods. I’m just hungry I guess.. need food -_- wow I’m the only loser doing nothing on a sat night.. well its not nothing I’m babysitting.. fricken need $$ for my prom dress.. I’m so excited to get it! :D hopefully after tonight ill have enough to pick it up?
Gourmet, I ain’t no gourmet! Isn’t that the name of that lady who sang with her hiusand, the movie stars, you know…Edie. Edie Gormet. Or was it Gor MET. Anyhow, they were sweet. Don’t remember his name. But what you’re tellin’ me is that somebody who likes eatin’ fancy food is a gourmet? Silly.
already don this one. Summary: I hate french. But I love this website! its so cool! we did something like this in English development class, but with the words write and read. also cool. as is my school!
You don’t have to be a gourmet to lik esome kinds of food, for instance, tomato sludge, which is what they used to eat at the farm on Sundays . Tomato, milk, butter, and possibly burned bread. It’s the greatest . IAnd it’s poor people food. It’s what they ate when all the meat twas gone, all the vegetables except the most prolific, which were tomatoes in the summer.
I wish one day I can travel and go to a bunch of gourmet restaurants because I feel as if it would be an adventure. And who doesn’t love good food? I hope I can travel and attain the money to do all of this. I just want to live and I love food so much oh my goodness. So that’s what I want.
Gourmet is like the food of the heart. It’s the undeniable delectable feeling you get when he holds you, when he touches you. That is gourmet. Absolutely delicious. My man is gourmet, the finest they have.
once you smell the garlic and thyme, basil and acrid sweat of a five star kitchen your stomach plummets to the depths of hunger. a fat italian head chef chortles behind this black whiskers. pies as crumbly as the faces that dine there.
Gourmet could be many things, not nescessarily just high-quality food. Gourmet should, (key word should) be used to describe anything fancy, not just a chefs absolute best, for example…
“look at my new gourmet Versace Shoes!”
This Island Vacation is absolutely gourmet!
I love the gourmet look of this painting!
What a gourmet idea!
She looks gourmet!
See what I mean? It just fits. Gourmet should be used in any way to describe something beautiful, enjoyable or of high quality.
This was her first time doing this. She had made many gourmet meals in the past it’s just this was her chance. She had gotten the order and she was to follow through. One gourmet meal with almonds and a hint of extra almond taste, damn them to hell if they wanted to stop this revolution.
Food is one of the things I find most appealing and thinking of a gourmet meal just sent my taste buds palpitating. I want a warm chocolate cookie right now with vanilla ice cream and chocolate fudge.
They had a whole lot of gourmet displayed on the table, but you were only allowed to pick one from the whole lot. That was toughest decision i ever had to make.
The End
So I can’t cook gourmet. But he doesn’t care. He loves everything I make anyway. I try hard, but I still cook like a mamma does. It’s not fancy, but it sure does taste good, and usually it’s good for you. I love creating new dishes and not following directions, perhaps my food is my art.
Rod Carlson rose from the dining room table to answer the front door, albeit rather angrily, perturbed that someone had not thought it too late to bother him and his family in the middle of their dinner, his favorite of the week — Thursday — Beef Stroganoff night. When Rod opened the front door he only got halfway through a very aggressive “Can I help you?” Which came out, “Can I –” Before the person on the opposite side of the door interjected, “Yes, Rod, you can.” That person was Jesus. Jesus, as in the Christ, not the Mexican. “Jesus Christ,” Rod said. And Jesus didn’t say anything because he knew Rod meant the expletive, not his name, and, frankly, Jesus was tired of being the straight man for that same, tired joke. In fact, if Jesus wasn’t the same forgiving Jesus we all knew and loved today (save for the atheists, who saw Jesus as more of a spoiled, silver-spoon Mitt Romney type) he might have started sending people to hell for these awful, awful jokes. Rod stepped aside and waved Jesus in. “Please,” he said, “Come in.” And Jesus did. And then he drank Rod’s blood. Because everybody knows that vampires can’t come into your house unless you invite them in yourself.
It’s delicious. Gourmet gives food that extra umph, that little touch that makes it that much better than other foods. You picture it on those wavy square plates with the green herbs and succulence. Honestly, though, is it any different than something that’s not “gourmet”?
Food. Delicious. Rich. Wonderful. Adventure! Let’s go do something crazy fun! Run around in the rain, get wet, get in trouble, fall in love. And afterwards, we can have some gourmet ice cream ha
food is lovely. in a french resturant it is especially lovely. critics go in to revew it, a process that is feared by the cooks because they want their food to be good enough. they want to be good enough to own a 5 star resturant. after all, this is all people want in life. to be good enough.
He fancied himself a gourmet, looked down his nose at his mother’s plain, old-fashioned cooking. He was forgetting that it was her abilities to cook fresh, ordinary food that saved the family enough money so that he wouldn’t need to get a student loan.
I love gourmet food! I love fodd in general but gourmet makesme feel good, I love shopping at gourmet stores even though it is really expensive, I used to buy in those stores but now that my mom is unenployed I can’t.
Gourmet food is nice, everything related to food makes me happy, look at this how many times have I written the word food, again! Well maybe with more time I could do better things, but you know you have to improve, may be I should had write in spanish, that is my mother tongue.
there is a word that the droolers say
whenever they slaver their food: “gourmet”
gorgeous permission for gluttony
an excuse to cut the drive-thru in front of me
The girl sat down at the table, wondering what her parents were cooking for dinner. One thing was certain. They would tell her it was gourmet. They told her EVERYTHING was gourmet. That was their new word. You see, Lina’s parents weren’t the normal type. They were a bit… As some would say, off their rocker. They were truly and totally insane. They had been in a mental hospital before, but now they lived in assisted mental apartments, so the Lina could stay with them.
gourmet is just a fancy word for food right? I mean, food is always food. So why should it matter if its good, or bad, as long as it does its job. Some people cant even get the disgusting food we get in cafeterias. It shouldn’t matter if its gourmet or not.
Gourmet food is difficult to make. My father was a chef once and he had a hard time doing it. Even now he doesn’t cook much. Maybe he can only cook gourmet and it’s much much too difficult now. I wish he would cook for us more. That would be fantastic.
The fries were as greasy as they were supposed to be. She was finally in her element, standing over a deep fryer that smelled like fat and a grill that had been charred black over the years. She glanced around at the other fry cook, who was sweating up a storm, and leaned over to grab the spatula. She smiled to herself.
The steamy, juicy chicken melted in her mouth.
“Cut!” called the director, “that’s a wrap”.
She spat it out into the strategically placed bin under the styrofoam counter.
“Thank God”, she muttered.
cooking…so hard and so time consuming, but so worth all the work! I love when a recipe turns out like you imagined…or even better. I like learning about new kinds of food and how to prepare them. I used to think that gourmet cooking was for people with too much time on their hands, not I know it’s for people who choose to spend their time on patience.
I couldn’t believe where I was. It was too elegant, too perfect for a girl like me. I had just met her. She took me in like I was a stray. I am a stray. She smiled as she helped me get dressed. I hadn’t been so polished since the day I was born. It was lovely. A lovely place to be on a starry night like tonight.
i love cooking and i’d love one day to cook gourmet food even if it means years of training and being criticized its what i want to do whether i am supported or shunned it is my dream. i want to go to the culinary institute of vancouver and work and work to achieve my dream i will work hard towards it so i can shape my future
You prepare a gourmet dinner for sixteen guests, all wearing frills and ruffles and smoking cigars. You fill snifters with your father’s brandy and watch the gold fade to pewter once it’s swished around in gaping mouths, red tongues flapping wet with alcohol and gossip and words you’d usually never speak.
Your uncle loves these parties and he insists that you host them. But in the end, you only wish to fade into the wallpaper as they laugh, belch, and rave.
The gourmet cooked a fine meal at a local restaurant in New York. His food was also gourmet and many people traveled around from around the world to eat it. His restaurant was very successful and he lived a very happy life. His favorite dish to cook was lobster mac and cheese.
My mother makes gourmet food or at least tries to. She watches like five-thousand cooking shows then places a plate of “gourmet” food in front of us. I hope I don’t hurt her feelings by not eating it.
There was a lot of food, it was everywhere. The girl had never seen so much food in her life nor had she imagined she’d ever be able to perceive this much food. Turkey, cavier, goose, duck… it was a feast. The only problem was, the feast wasn’t for her; it was for her brother and her father. Women ate on Tuesdays and Thursdays whenever they wanted, that had been the law since she could remember. Women ate on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and every other day they were only allowed to eat bread and water.
silver dishes reflect the sunlight as i sit down at the round table covered in lace with my great aunt Greta.
cooking is nice it relaxes me but can also be kind of frustrating. I wish I could make more so I could please Car. She is amazing and deserves a good cook. I am very hungry I want cheese. well, cheese and a full meal with it. I
when you see through the sprinkles, and the decorations
it becomes tasteless
you see how irrational and utterly absurd and stupid it is
and means… everything that it didn’t before.
nothing.
and wow why didn’t you give me a better word i just want to write and i can’t and everything inside of me has dried up and it is not gourmet it is rotten and i want to create something delicious and i want people to know it and to love me and there are all these things that i want and they all have to do with other people and i am alone and isn’t that silly and stupid and the opposite of gourmet
Words are rich in what we call life. Words are life. There are some, and there are more than enough. Gourmet. The richness of it all. The high level. The intense.
What I could really go for right now is a gourmet meal, ham, bacon, cheese, mashed potatoes, maybe meat loaf, hm guess its not gourmet, but I love those foods. I’m just hungry I guess.. need food -_- wow I’m the only loser doing nothing on a sat night.. well its not nothing I’m babysitting.. fricken need $$ for my prom dress.. I’m so excited to get it! :D hopefully after tonight ill have enough to pick it up?
gourmet burger. some spot.
serious munch like. unreal.
could go for one of them burgers bout now. yeah…
Gourmet, I ain’t no gourmet! Isn’t that the name of that lady who sang with her hiusand, the movie stars, you know…Edie. Edie Gormet. Or was it Gor MET. Anyhow, they were sweet. Don’t remember his name. But what you’re tellin’ me is that somebody who likes eatin’ fancy food is a gourmet? Silly.
already don this one. Summary: I hate french. But I love this website! its so cool! we did something like this in English development class, but with the words write and read. also cool. as is my school!
You don’t have to be a gourmet to lik esome kinds of food, for instance, tomato sludge, which is what they used to eat at the farm on Sundays . Tomato, milk, butter, and possibly burned bread. It’s the greatest . IAnd it’s poor people food. It’s what they ate when all the meat twas gone, all the vegetables except the most prolific, which were tomatoes in the summer.
food
I wish one day I can travel and go to a bunch of gourmet restaurants because I feel as if it would be an adventure. And who doesn’t love good food? I hope I can travel and attain the money to do all of this. I just want to live and I love food so much oh my goodness. So that’s what I want.
A gourmet meal is one you’ll never forget. You’ll remember the taste. You’ll fall in love with the texture. It’s truly an art.
Gourmet is like the food of the heart. It’s the undeniable delectable feeling you get when he holds you, when he touches you. That is gourmet. Absolutely delicious. My man is gourmet, the finest they have.
once you smell the garlic and thyme, basil and acrid sweat of a five star kitchen your stomach plummets to the depths of hunger. a fat italian head chef chortles behind this black whiskers. pies as crumbly as the faces that dine there.
Gourmet could be many things, not nescessarily just high-quality food. Gourmet should, (key word should) be used to describe anything fancy, not just a chefs absolute best, for example…
“look at my new gourmet Versace Shoes!”
This Island Vacation is absolutely gourmet!
I love the gourmet look of this painting!
What a gourmet idea!
She looks gourmet!
See what I mean? It just fits. Gourmet should be used in any way to describe something beautiful, enjoyable or of high quality.
This was her first time doing this. She had made many gourmet meals in the past it’s just this was her chance. She had gotten the order and she was to follow through. One gourmet meal with almonds and a hint of extra almond taste, damn them to hell if they wanted to stop this revolution.
Food is one of the things I find most appealing and thinking of a gourmet meal just sent my taste buds palpitating. I want a warm chocolate cookie right now with vanilla ice cream and chocolate fudge.
They had a whole lot of gourmet displayed on the table, but you were only allowed to pick one from the whole lot. That was toughest decision i ever had to make.
The End
So I can’t cook gourmet. But he doesn’t care. He loves everything I make anyway. I try hard, but I still cook like a mamma does. It’s not fancy, but it sure does taste good, and usually it’s good for you. I love creating new dishes and not following directions, perhaps my food is my art.
A lovely variety of spice and expertise. Life should be this way every day.
Rod Carlson rose from the dining room table to answer the front door, albeit rather angrily, perturbed that someone had not thought it too late to bother him and his family in the middle of their dinner, his favorite of the week — Thursday — Beef Stroganoff night. When Rod opened the front door he only got halfway through a very aggressive “Can I help you?” Which came out, “Can I –” Before the person on the opposite side of the door interjected, “Yes, Rod, you can.” That person was Jesus. Jesus, as in the Christ, not the Mexican. “Jesus Christ,” Rod said. And Jesus didn’t say anything because he knew Rod meant the expletive, not his name, and, frankly, Jesus was tired of being the straight man for that same, tired joke. In fact, if Jesus wasn’t the same forgiving Jesus we all knew and loved today (save for the atheists, who saw Jesus as more of a spoiled, silver-spoon Mitt Romney type) he might have started sending people to hell for these awful, awful jokes. Rod stepped aside and waved Jesus in. “Please,” he said, “Come in.” And Jesus did. And then he drank Rod’s blood. Because everybody knows that vampires can’t come into your house unless you invite them in yourself.
It’s delicious. Gourmet gives food that extra umph, that little touch that makes it that much better than other foods. You picture it on those wavy square plates with the green herbs and succulence. Honestly, though, is it any different than something that’s not “gourmet”?
Food. Delicious. Rich. Wonderful. Adventure! Let’s go do something crazy fun! Run around in the rain, get wet, get in trouble, fall in love. And afterwards, we can have some gourmet ice cream ha
food is lovely. in a french resturant it is especially lovely. critics go in to revew it, a process that is feared by the cooks because they want their food to be good enough. they want to be good enough to own a 5 star resturant. after all, this is all people want in life. to be good enough.
He fancied himself a gourmet, looked down his nose at his mother’s plain, old-fashioned cooking. He was forgetting that it was her abilities to cook fresh, ordinary food that saved the family enough money so that he wouldn’t need to get a student loan.
I love gourmet food! I love fodd in general but gourmet makesme feel good, I love shopping at gourmet stores even though it is really expensive, I used to buy in those stores but now that my mom is unenployed I can’t.
Gourmet food is nice, everything related to food makes me happy, look at this how many times have I written the word food, again! Well maybe with more time I could do better things, but you know you have to improve, may be I should had write in spanish, that is my mother tongue.
there is a word that the droolers say
whenever they slaver their food: “gourmet”
gorgeous permission for gluttony
an excuse to cut the drive-thru in front of me
The girl sat down at the table, wondering what her parents were cooking for dinner. One thing was certain. They would tell her it was gourmet. They told her EVERYTHING was gourmet. That was their new word. You see, Lina’s parents weren’t the normal type. They were a bit… As some would say, off their rocker. They were truly and totally insane. They had been in a mental hospital before, but now they lived in assisted mental apartments, so the Lina could stay with them.
gourmet is just a fancy word for food right? I mean, food is always food. So why should it matter if its good, or bad, as long as it does its job. Some people cant even get the disgusting food we get in cafeterias. It shouldn’t matter if its gourmet or not.
Gourmet food is difficult to make. My father was a chef once and he had a hard time doing it. Even now he doesn’t cook much. Maybe he can only cook gourmet and it’s much much too difficult now. I wish he would cook for us more. That would be fantastic.
The fries were as greasy as they were supposed to be. She was finally in her element, standing over a deep fryer that smelled like fat and a grill that had been charred black over the years. She glanced around at the other fry cook, who was sweating up a storm, and leaned over to grab the spatula. She smiled to herself.
The steamy, juicy chicken melted in her mouth.
“Cut!” called the director, “that’s a wrap”.
She spat it out into the strategically placed bin under the styrofoam counter.
“Thank God”, she muttered.
cooking…so hard and so time consuming, but so worth all the work! I love when a recipe turns out like you imagined…or even better. I like learning about new kinds of food and how to prepare them. I used to think that gourmet cooking was for people with too much time on their hands, not I know it’s for people who choose to spend their time on patience.
I couldn’t believe where I was. It was too elegant, too perfect for a girl like me. I had just met her. She took me in like I was a stray. I am a stray. She smiled as she helped me get dressed. I hadn’t been so polished since the day I was born. It was lovely. A lovely place to be on a starry night like tonight.
i love cooking and i’d love one day to cook gourmet food even if it means years of training and being criticized its what i want to do whether i am supported or shunned it is my dream. i want to go to the culinary institute of vancouver and work and work to achieve my dream i will work hard towards it so i can shape my future
You prepare a gourmet dinner for sixteen guests, all wearing frills and ruffles and smoking cigars. You fill snifters with your father’s brandy and watch the gold fade to pewter once it’s swished around in gaping mouths, red tongues flapping wet with alcohol and gossip and words you’d usually never speak.
Your uncle loves these parties and he insists that you host them. But in the end, you only wish to fade into the wallpaper as they laugh, belch, and rave.
The gourmet cooked a fine meal at a local restaurant in New York. His food was also gourmet and many people traveled around from around the world to eat it. His restaurant was very successful and he lived a very happy life. His favorite dish to cook was lobster mac and cheese.