Fattoush Poem by Kassem Oude
Fattoush
A little hungry in afternoon
We should eat something soon
It would be vegetable dish
With tenderness we relish
Tomatoes cucumbers in fragments
Lettuce dried bread smell the scent
Olive oil salt and parsley
In vast tub we blend softly
We pour on lemon juice
All by our hands we produce
With fork slowly eat'n taste
Never a bite would you waste
Fattoush is Lebanese meal
You like it happy you feel
Invite friends on holiday
Healthy food little you pay.
4-27-2014
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4/23/2024 4:55:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Amazing poem, your title intrigued me as I didn't know what Fattoush even meant. Glad I didn't pass it by, I learned something new. Thank you! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn