DO IT IN THE KITCHEN
Briefs - Tales - Tips - To Set Your Coals On Fire
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Foreplay
In this preamble to Do It In The Kitchen, I dare say, foreplay means play with food before sex.
Basic instincts tell us that food and people play together well. Friends and lovers everywhere go shopping or dining out together, and at other times, they choose to eat in. Even if it’s a leisurely stroll or a picnic in the park, at playtime, food almost always becomes the opener to foreplay on everyone’s agenda. At every romantic encounter, gathering, or carousing with friends, ultimately there are those who find comfort in a glass of wine, some from dancing to reggae music, or “rent a tile” waltz, and surely, without denial, many find pleasure in food and lovemaking—yes, sex! I dare anyone to deny those facts—the naked truth. Don’t be bashful, partake of this delectable subject; try my equation, my theorem or formula; food play plus foreplay equal lovemaking, they go hand in hand!.
The kitchen is a loaded territory; gadgets here, there and everywhere—decking the countertop, tucked away in the cupboards, in the pantry, or hanging from the ceiling. There’s usually a stove, a microwave oven, a dishwasher, a refrigerator, and umpteen electrical paraphernalia—from a griddle-toaster oven to a food processor-blender. There are woks, pots, pans, bowls, crystal, china, silverware, and a “whistle while you work” teakettle. And, if you’re a coffee freak—admittedly, I am one—there will be several coffee percolators; a French press for sure, adorning the counter. Most likely, there’s a juice extractor, ready to pulsate some healthy “put it back” concoctions—the list is endless.
Some may handily stock odds and ends, nuts and bolts, locks and keys. Why? A handcuff hidden in the drawer! Am I getting warm or being truthful? Hang a few towels, ribbons, buttons and bows, needle and thread, and how about decorating the wall with a whip for that riding day spanking! Seams do get stretched to the limit—clothes get torn or ripped off, and it could happen in the kitchen. Sometimes the gadget guru ends up with more “gadgets” than meets the eye! One with a brilliant imagination, who allows his senses to take over and uses his gadgets to the best of his ability, will find gratification to whet any appetite.
A kitchen person, I am. Yes, I try everything—once! Then I’m able to decide if I like it enough to do it again. You are about to unfold some of these ideas, some romantic, sexy, sensuous, mad, imaginative, flirtatious, and okay, if you must know, I enjoy everything I see, smell, taste, and feel in the kitchen. And I even hear you—thinking, maybe saying, don’t go there! But, that’s my modus operandi. My sixth sense “instinct” burns and urges me to take you there, to stretch your limits, awakening all your senses, to bring you to a level of enjoyment with every trick in the book and every meal you concoct. Your juices are flowing and I’m determined to help set your coals on fire.
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About the Book
From childhood a scrapbook of recipes was in the making and innocently referred to as my ‘gourmet collection.’ Years rolled by until my pursuit for anything gourmet, resulted in my place of business, legally named The Gourmet Collection Inc. Now with pen to paper, let me break out my treasure chest collection; some garnered from family and friends around the globe and formulated to create Do It In The Kitchen with Briefs – Tales – Tips to Set Your Coals on Fire.
In this preamble to Do It In The Kitchen, I dare say, foreplay means play with food before sex.
Basic instincts tell us that food and people play together well. Friends and lovers everywhere go shopping or dining out together and at other times they choose to eat in. Even if it’s a leisurely stroll or a picnic in the park, at playtime - food almost always becomes the opener to foreplay on everyone’s agenda. At every romantic encounter, gathering or carousing with friends, ultimately there are those who find comfort in a glass of wine, some from dancing to Reggae music or “rent a tile” waltz, and surely, without denial, many find pleasure in food and lovemaking - yes, sex! I dare anyone deny those facts - the naked truth. Don’t be bashful, partake of this delectable subject; try my equation, my theorem or formula; food play plus foreplay equal lovemaking, they go hand in hand! It’s been said that a picture paints a thousand words, but in my book, a thousand words paint a fairly good picture – the rest is up to your fancy. Do It In The Kitchen.
About the Author
As a farmers’ granddaughter, I learnt to improvise; turn my hands, so to speak, making small amounts of anything into plenty, without modern day luxuries. As the old saying goes, ‘every mickle makes a muckle,’ and with many lessons in cooking on our brick fireside and baking in our brick oven, using wood to make fire coals; put to the test, I could still fit right in, cooking or baking the old fashioned way. I could milk those cows and churn the butter, manually, as if it were yesteryear. I’m extremely proud to have such strengths and resourcefulness to my credit. They are cherished assets that add affluence to my life.
One of my peers in the work place, conferred on me a nickname, Desiderata, insisting that she saw in me a quiet awareness, working under pressure without dishevelling or ruffling feathers. She set out to imitate my style. Nicknames were unacceptable for me, but this was one exception. Desiderata, signify peace and humility and encourage my choice for obscurity. So much so that I admonish everyone to seek and find their measure of peace in humility. My life is joyfully obscure, that of a self-propelled chef with no accolades, and a humble artist with no intention to bloviate.
My grandparents as chums, not prudes; made risqué remarks, always with good taste, not meant to offend, but lighten the air, placing smiles on everyone’s face! They imparted their best to me, saying, ‘only the best is good enough.’ Now here’s to you, some of my best – Nuff Respect!