… and I cannot lie!
(Recited in the tune of Sir Mix-a-Lot)
You and other chefs can’t deny
When another cook walks in with an itty bitty spoon,
And a BIG wooden thing in your face,
You get sprung, want to stir it through
Sauces, soups & stirfrys—
I’m hooked and can’t stop staring
Oh baby, I want to feel you
Hard in my hand
My girlfriends tried to warn me
Don’t mess with Ms. Ana
Or you might get splinters
Well use me, use me
‘Cause you ain’t the average groupie
I’ve seen her mixin’ cookies
and fixin’ and quiltin’
She gotta pack much back
So friends (Yeah), Friends (Yeah)
Do you worship the SPOON?
Stir it, stir it
Stir that wooden spoon!
Baby got wood.
An ode to Ms. Anastasia Vitsky & her Church of the Wooden Spoon. For more information, visit https://governingana.wordpress.com/2015/03/27/church-of-the-wooden-spoon/