To The Me Who Bought Celery

 Oh celery, oh celery, how misunderstood you are,

A bland and bitter vegetable, some say you're not worth the bar.

But I, oh I, I saw potential in your long green stalks,

bannerI knew with a little love, you'd become a kitchen rock.

To the me who bought celery, I appreciate the effort,

For it takes a bold and daring soul, to make a veggie conquest.

You took a chance on this oddball plant, with its crunchy, fibrous taste,

And though some may not understand, your courage shouldn't go to waste.

For in your hands, oh me, you hold a world of possibilities,

From soups and stews to dips and spreads, you can create culinary specialties.

You can juice it up with apples, or mix it in with chicken salad,

You can even make a cocktail, with celery bitters, for the daringly bold and gallant.

But perhaps the most undervalued trait, of this humble vegetable,

Is its knack for bringing freshness, to the most mundane edible.

With just a little sprinkle of salt, or a dollop of peanut butter,

It can turn a boring snack, into a culinary wonder.

So to the me who bought celery, I say don't be disheartened,

For though some may scoff and sneer, your efforts should be pardoned.

You took a chance on this green friend, and though it may seem tough,

I promise you'll find a use, for that celery stalk that you bought.

For celery, oh celery, is not just a bland old veg,

It's a versatile ingredient, with endless uses, oh so grand.

So chop it up, and throw it in, to your favorite dish tonight,

And revel in the glory, of this oft-overlooked delight.

In conclusion, to the me who bought celery, I say with all my heart,

Thank you for your daring spirit, for your courage to take part.

For though some may never see, the beauty in this humble plant,

You and I both know, the potential it holds, in the kitchen and beyond.



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