Black truffles, nature's delight,
A treat, so rare and hard to sight.
With earthy scent and flavor bold,
These gems, a gourmet's treasure hold.
From the forest floor they grow,
Cultivated by the gentle rain and snow.
Their beauty hidden, yet divine,
A gastronomic pleasure, simply fine.
With a slice or shave, they impart,
A taste that can warm the coldest heart.
Enhancing dishes, so unique,
Their magic, in every bite we seek.
So here's to black truffles, a delight,
A treasure, sought by epicures at sight.
Their beauty and flavor, forever in style,
Black truffles, a delicacy, all the while.
About the Creator
The problem with being a nice person
Who would have thought that being a nice person could be problematic. The majority of people would tell you that’s what they want to be or at least want those around them to be, but as it turns out, what we want and what we say we want are worlds apart. I won't stress or ramble on about how I would like things to be, but I’ll just analyze why this is, I am not sure either if a solution is even possible.
By real Jemaa day ago in Confessions
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