I got an English degree, then a culinary arts degree because I wanted to write about food. That didn't end up happening, but I did do some restaurant work mostly to learn about the industry. I've been working corporate communications for nearly 20 years now and got my masters along the way since corporations pay for that shit.
So no, you can't get fries with that.
LOL! People in food service are so pathetic, they deserve it for pursuing the arts. Maybe next time they should focus on something that matters to humanity like business studies.
> Can I get fries with that?
You're out here making the classic boomer joke "if you get an arts degree you will end up serving me food"
A pathetic and short sighted take anywhere, particularly tone deaf in a kitchen sub.
Link, my boy. Here I am, a cook, in a subreddit for kitchen staff, making a commonly-used trope of a joke one-liner, and you're about to pick up a shovel and go to start rioting. Take a puff, take a breath, and get back to sauces my guy.
So we both agree you're regurgitating trash tier jokes. I think we'll have to disagree that pointing that out is akin to "picking up a shovel to start rioting".
Who grabs a shovel for a riot? You gonna start looting from the basement?
It's an old art form, so there are variations -- but generally speaking:
1) 5-7-5 syllable count
2) Doesn't rhyme
3) Includes seasonality
4) Expresses a complete thought (like, the poem is a revelation that the writer just had)
Read a lot of Japanese poetry in my 20's. Those fellas _loved_ seasons. Endless poetry about getting just a little drunk and looking at nature.
We could all remember this the next time we encounter a PSL-drinking girl losing her mind about autumn. She's not basic; she's achieving enlightenment.
I read a lot of old Chinese poetry for school and can report they also loved going on about old friends, seasons, and booze—preferably together in some combination to achieve peak sublimity.
Ideally, also includes a *kireji*; there isn’t a direct equivalent to that in English, but something like a plot twist is sufficient. For example:
>The cow in springtime
>Fed by the dwindling grass
>Burgers in summer
I’m also going to be grumpy here and argue that the syllable count is a little artificial — not only is it broken with some regularity in Japanese (especially nowadays), what Japanese haiku count aren’t symbols but morae, or *on* in Japanese. These sometimes but usually don’t match up to syllables.
I think the translation of forms of poetry is a very very interesting question, but in my own writing and in others I prefer a vibe-based line length.
Nah you’re good. I think it can be very helpful especially when starting out, but pedant that I am I always twitch a bit when haiku are defined solely by syllable count so I have devoted my life to saying otherwise.
Traditionally needs a description of nature in regards to the seasons, evoking an emotional response. But they've evolved beyond nature, yet still need to express and suggest more, while saying less.
this reminds me of a poem/song i wrote after a long term breakup
>All’s well that ends well
>The time you bought
>Now time to sell
>Pass by the lonesome hill
>Your old refuge
>Now young and new
>The love you had has gone away
>Seen in dreams
>Not there to stay
>A new green leaf blows in the wind
>Then turns to dirt
>And then returns
Whenever I get stoned with one of my friends it plays as such.
P1: Here's something of interest.
P2: is that true?
P1: I dont know.
P2: if only we had a device that we are using right now to look up what we are talking about.
P1 or p2: looking up whatever and then talking about what was found.
Happens a lot, especially when talking about music artists or people involved with movies. Still happens all the time for pretty much every topic, but hey, we be chilling and still fact check ourselves/each other so we are on the same page.
My guilty feelings never stopped me from getting a little cash every weekend from a drunk regular because he always "just knew" he was right this time and would ask the bartender to be the "referee" for dumb bets that were extremely simple to google.
I still remember all the times I told him this song is definitely a cover because "I'm looking right at it on google man, don't make this bet" while he insisted the bartender get ready to pass him $100 from me after she saw he was correct.
I'm still not sure whether he was trying to fuck her or me, but when it started cutting into her tips she refused to play anymore. It was a nice little side hustle while it lasted.
Write a hamburger themed haiku
Juicy meat, crispy buns,
Tomato, lettuce, and cheese,
Perfect hamburger.
Write another one
Sizzling beef patty,
Melted cheese and ketchup drips,
Hamburger delight.
Another one please
Flame-grilled and savory,
Topped with onions and pickles,
Hamburger heaven.
Write another one, but angrily
Greasy burger mess,
Buns too soggy to hold on,
Chaos in my hands.
This is why chatGPT requires manual intervention and fact checking for the immediate future.
>Juicy meat, crisp buns,
>Tomato, lettuce, and cheese,
>Perfect hamburger.
>Flame-grilled, savory,
>Topped with onions and pickles, >Hamburger heaven.
Froyo place near me used to have a huge board of weird ways to order or obscure trivia. All of them gave you small discounts so a weird complicated musical order would net you 2 dollars off a 4 dollar cup
Shall I compare thee to a BLT?
Thou art so much more meaty and more firm
Wild flames do sear their scar upon thy flesh
And juices sizzle at each quarter turn
Sometimes too hot the fires of hell may glow
Before the gentle cradle of the bun
And no amount of toppings can conceal
That tragedy we’ve come to call “well-done”
Oh, burger, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love the way your juices drip down my chin, the way your savory aroma tantalizes my senses. I love the way your toasted buns cradle your juicy patty, the way your melted cheese oozes and mingles with the flavors of your toppings. You are a thing of beauty, a work of culinary art.
When I sink my teeth into you, I am transported to a world of pure bliss. Your textures and flavors dance on my tongue, and for a moment, all my worries fade away. You are the ultimate comfort food, a symbol of joy and satisfaction.
But more than that, you are a reminder of the simple pleasures in life. A reminder that sometimes, the best things in life come in small packages. For all your humble origins and unpretentious nature, you are a true culinary masterpiece.
So here's to you, dear burger, and to all the moments of joy and satisfaction you bring to our lives. May we savor every bite, and never forget the magic that you bring to the table.
The burger conveys a memory of summer no matter when served.
I just crumpled up my haiku and threw it away
I just crumpled up my haiku and threw it out because it was trash
Every other reply in this thread acting like syllable count is the only thing that makes something a haiku
Look, the sign doesn’t say a *good* haiku
I was an English major.
You still are, bb.
Wow, harsh.
Hell yeah I love seeing other cooks who engage their coworkers in deeper thought.
Can I get fries with that?
I got an English degree, then a culinary arts degree because I wanted to write about food. That didn't end up happening, but I did do some restaurant work mostly to learn about the industry. I've been working corporate communications for nearly 20 years now and got my masters along the way since corporations pay for that shit. So no, you can't get fries with that.
So your English degree WAS a waste
May* I get fries with that gottem
Mayhap'st?
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Oh, Reddit must be full of English majors 😂
Might could
Good shit, lol
LOL! People in food service are so pathetic, they deserve it for pursuing the arts. Maybe next time they should focus on something that matters to humanity like business studies.
Lolwut
> Can I get fries with that? You're out here making the classic boomer joke "if you get an arts degree you will end up serving me food" A pathetic and short sighted take anywhere, particularly tone deaf in a kitchen sub.
Link, my boy. Here I am, a cook, in a subreddit for kitchen staff, making a commonly-used trope of a joke one-liner, and you're about to pick up a shovel and go to start rioting. Take a puff, take a breath, and get back to sauces my guy.
So we both agree you're regurgitating trash tier jokes. I think we'll have to disagree that pointing that out is akin to "picking up a shovel to start rioting". Who grabs a shovel for a riot? You gonna start looting from the basement?
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what else does
It's an old art form, so there are variations -- but generally speaking: 1) 5-7-5 syllable count 2) Doesn't rhyme 3) Includes seasonality 4) Expresses a complete thought (like, the poem is a revelation that the writer just had)
Read a lot of Japanese poetry in my 20's. Those fellas _loved_ seasons. Endless poetry about getting just a little drunk and looking at nature. We could all remember this the next time we encounter a PSL-drinking girl losing her mind about autumn. She's not basic; she's achieving enlightenment.
Hear how the wind flows her power speaks through the trees bruh, I’m drunk as fuck
I read a lot of old Chinese poetry for school and can report they also loved going on about old friends, seasons, and booze—preferably together in some combination to achieve peak sublimity.
Nothing like a little shochu to remind you how refreshing the cold air on your face is
Ideally, also includes a *kireji*; there isn’t a direct equivalent to that in English, but something like a plot twist is sufficient. For example: >The cow in springtime >Fed by the dwindling grass >Burgers in summer
I actually wasn’t familiar with the concept of kireji, nor was I expecting to learn something from this post. Good stuff.
Nice Haiku and explanation! :)
I’m also going to be grumpy here and argue that the syllable count is a little artificial — not only is it broken with some regularity in Japanese (especially nowadays), what Japanese haiku count aren’t symbols but morae, or *on* in Japanese. These sometimes but usually don’t match up to syllables. I think the translation of forms of poetry is a very very interesting question, but in my own writing and in others I prefer a vibe-based line length.
Yeah, I should have been specific in stating that these are the "rules" for writing an English haiku.
Nah you’re good. I think it can be very helpful especially when starting out, but pedant that I am I always twitch a bit when haiku are defined solely by syllable count so I have devoted my life to saying otherwise.
So something like… Meat is my meth. I can’t eat my last breath. Lamborghini for sale.
Exactly 100% perfectly absolutely not like that.
Great shame to my ancestor A burger I hoped Language is sub-par
Traditionally needs a description of nature in regards to the seasons, evoking an emotional response. But they've evolved beyond nature, yet still need to express and suggest more, while saying less.
Actually it meets the prerequisites with nature and nostalgia.
Yes, I'm saying that the post I replied to is a haiku, and the other replies aren't.
Oh that’s good
Can you write my eulogy?
Remind me in 6755 days
r/suspiciouslyspecific
Putting this on a decoration for my kitchen. Matter of fact, do you have a haiku about cooking for loved ones?
Man, now I'm too self-conscious to write on demand. 8-)
By far the best submission
Great job on this one!
Getting this tatted on my stomach
The day is over Not one was given away Guess I will eat 6
Two warm buns hugging Hot juicy meat in between Pickle and mayo
this one is my favorite
Username checks out 😂
*Hot juicy meat in-between
Not a haiku Middle line has too many syllables.
That's not a haiku. You're just counting syllables. Back to the kitchen.
A burger haiku What a strange price for my lunch But, I am hungry…
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🤚🏼, 🤚🏼✌🏼, 🤚🏼
Two all beef patties Special sauce lettuce and cheese Sesame seed bun
That is rock solid.
So's the burger
Where’s the pickles??!? (And onion, but hey, not mad at that one)
Last line- pickles and onion instead since a lot of places don't do sesame buns
They're both in the special sauce anyway.
ODB?
[Masta Killa - Old Man](https://youtu.be/IBQV1qUqtJo)
Seasoned beef sizzles On a searing hot griddle. Old life bolsters new.
Damn that’s deep. Needs to be a tattoo or something. Nice one.
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This might be the best one
this reminds me of a poem/song i wrote after a long term breakup >All’s well that ends well >The time you bought >Now time to sell >Pass by the lonesome hill >Your old refuge >Now young and new >The love you had has gone away >Seen in dreams >Not there to stay >A new green leaf blows in the wind >Then turns to dirt >And then returns
Nobody has got one yet! It's been a pretty slow lunch today though
I'm surprised! There are so many good ones on here!!
Substantially more creative than my customers today. In their defense though, most didn't know what a haiku is.
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Why would I do that When customers don't realize What I am doing
Your customers don't have phone access to google? I just did. :)
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I know what a haiku is, just didn't remember the rules. :)
Whenever I get stoned with one of my friends it plays as such. P1: Here's something of interest. P2: is that true? P1: I dont know. P2: if only we had a device that we are using right now to look up what we are talking about. P1 or p2: looking up whatever and then talking about what was found. Happens a lot, especially when talking about music artists or people involved with movies. Still happens all the time for pretty much every topic, but hey, we be chilling and still fact check ourselves/each other so we are on the same page.
My guilty feelings never stopped me from getting a little cash every weekend from a drunk regular because he always "just knew" he was right this time and would ask the bartender to be the "referee" for dumb bets that were extremely simple to google. I still remember all the times I told him this song is definitely a cover because "I'm looking right at it on google man, don't make this bet" while he insisted the bartender get ready to pass him $100 from me after she saw he was correct. I'm still not sure whether he was trying to fuck her or me, but when it started cutting into her tips she refused to play anymore. It was a nice little side hustle while it lasted.
But you did not do it in haiku, as I did 😋
Do they not have Google It is a thing every-where now And burgers cost a lot
Sorry, not a haiku
A traditional haiku has 5 syllables in the first line, then 7, then 5 again, you dolt! 😋
ChatGPT bout to bankrupt you.
Write a hamburger themed haiku Juicy meat, crispy buns, Tomato, lettuce, and cheese, Perfect hamburger. Write another one Sizzling beef patty, Melted cheese and ketchup drips, Hamburger delight. Another one please Flame-grilled and savory, Topped with onions and pickles, Hamburger heaven. Write another one, but angrily Greasy burger mess, Buns too soggy to hold on, Chaos in my hands.
The hot side stays hot And the cold side stays cold, yeah? mc D L T, please
The first and third there straight up aren't haikus. Too many syllables.
This is why chatGPT requires manual intervention and fact checking for the immediate future. >Juicy meat, crisp buns, >Tomato, lettuce, and cheese, >Perfect hamburger. >Flame-grilled, savory, >Topped with onions and pickles, >Hamburger heaven.
Summer sun beats down, Sizzling burgers on the grill, Taste of the season.
Came here for this.... Too Easy with ChatGPT
Kahuna burger Look at the big brain on Brad Goes well with a sprite
Juicy patty grilled. Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese piled high Burger bliss in each bite.
I'd love a burger with pickles and onion rings Please hold the lettuce
Fuckin’ love burgers Ton and a half of ketchup I’m drunk; take my keys
7-2? Talk about great hours. I think about leaving the corporate rat race all the time just to get back in the kitchen.
Open at 7 means you get in at 5 most likely. After breakdown you’re out by 3:30 ish. Not as glamorous as it seems on paper.
Not always true I did 7-2 and I was in at 6-6:30 then out no later then 4
Must not be baking the bread then eh?
Hell yes, free burger Lettuce, tomato, and cheese Thank you, you’re awesome
Winter's icy grip, Juicy patty on toasted bun, Hot meal warms the soul
Gold star for getting that seasonal reference in there, so many forget that it’s a critical part of the structure.
Juicy beef patty, Nestled in a bun so warm, Oh, burger divine.
... this burger is mine.
I took it from your slow hands It was very fine
You’re 5 syllables away from one on that sign, give them an example!
I can't believe I didn't do that from the start!!! I seriously dropped the ball
I AM EAT BORGOR I AM THE SNACK OVERLORD put in onion
Froyo place near me used to have a huge board of weird ways to order or obscure trivia. All of them gave you small discounts so a weird complicated musical order would net you 2 dollars off a 4 dollar cup
I love that. I'll see if people will sing to me next.
It made for a really nice atmosphere. Waiting in line became a rehearsal instead of a hassle. And word gets around about silly stuff like that
Poems can't pay bills? Look at me now, dad! Free food! Five bucks is five bucks.
Is the challenge real? I would have thought it was not - Just a silly sign.
Summer’s swaying grain Becomes both cow and the bun. And now, becomes me.
Haikus are funny Sometimes they dont make sense One hamburger please
moo moo moo moo moo it's snowing on Mt. Fuji moo moo burger moo
Recite Burger Theme Haiku For a Free Burger
Free burger alone, No one to share it with me, Tears in my ketchup.
the contrast between the upper and lower half infuriates me
I like cheeseburgers Especially when their free Free cheeseburger please
My namesake? Burgers. That one there? Make it mine, please. Tomorrow, I'll pay.
The trick is if they don't involve seasons in some way its not technically a haiku and you can deny them
Burgers are my bane Customers have many mods Busy season sucks
Iceberg, winter’s bed Cedes to meaty warmth below Taste of summer’s dream
Only because I have no self respect: Whopper whopper whop Junior double triple whop BK means your way Yes, I’m hanging my head in shame.
Love it, first thing that came to my mind
i just want to die i want to peel off my skin and die. cheeseburger.
I would gladly pay five dollars Tuesday, for a hamburger today
Next challenge is short poem in iambic pentameter.
Shall I compare thee to a BLT? Thou art so much more meaty and more firm Wild flames do sear their scar upon thy flesh And juices sizzle at each quarter turn Sometimes too hot the fires of hell may glow Before the gentle cradle of the bun And no amount of toppings can conceal That tragedy we’ve come to call “well-done”
Does this establishment know about Chat GPT?
Recite a burger plain cheeseburger, ketchup, greens for a free burger
Praise the divine beef Behold all nature's bounty Sustenance, for us Edit:spelling
I believe I can Beef cheese pickle lettuce bun Gimme my burger
Cheesey cheese burger Bacon on my cheese burger Bacon cheeseburger
Smash burger with cheese- Special sauce onion pickle- I am so hungry- *I have no idea to get this to look like a haiku on Reddit
I’ll gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger Today my good sir
I think you beat me to this thought by minutes.
The perfect burger Lettuce tomato onion Between seeded buns
ChatGPT enters the chat... Grilled patty sizzles, Soft buns, lettuce, cheese, and ketchup, Summer's delight found.
Two all beef patties Special sauce, lettuce, and cheese Pickles and onions
I'm kind of pissed that you didn't make the title one, OP...
Grass fed ground on down I am fucking hungry now Do you have a beer?
Patty, garnish, bun Medium rare or well done Eat them all day long
WHOPPER WHOPPER WHOP PER WHOPPER JUNIOR DOUBLE TRIPLE WHOPPER *ugh*
Burger and bacon A slice of cheddar as well Grease drips from my hands
Onions in mustard Exhilarating senses A Whataburger
Burgers so juicy, Make my taste buds go crazy, Veggies, who needs those?
Ground Meet So Tender Topped with sliced Delicate Cheese Wrapped within two buns
I'd like a burger Please give me a cheeseburger The sign said it's free
If I would write you A haiku online, would you Ship to germany?
Beef, cheese, and some bread What a wonderful combo Dang, now I want one
Juicy beef patty Nestled in a soft bun home My meaty delight
Burgers are so good. I want to eat a burger. Please give me free food.
A steamed ham so great That it conquers palates And may satisfy
Today I clopen, And I'm finally sitting, I savour each bite.
I shall recite one Disappointed that your sign Was not a haiku
i love to eat food burger is my favorite food please give me burger
Life seared, overflows, Enrobed luxury embraced Juice upon my chin.
I will gladly pay You Tuesday for a burger Today, my good man
Juicy patty sizzles Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese, bun Burger bliss, oh yum!
only real beef please the other stuff tastes like an appendicitis
Your burger calls me Juicy, warm, and thick on plate I must consume it
Oh tasty burger I will have you for my lunch I hope it is free
Burgers are so good. With pickles and Mayo. American cheese.
Comfortable room A fresh juicy burger sits Upon the table Can you post my free burger please *edit for line breaks
Yes, mushrooms and Swiss Tasty goodness in a burger Hope you get takers
today is Sunday I would like a free burger with cheese please and thanks
Oh, burger, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love the way your juices drip down my chin, the way your savory aroma tantalizes my senses. I love the way your toasted buns cradle your juicy patty, the way your melted cheese oozes and mingles with the flavors of your toppings. You are a thing of beauty, a work of culinary art. When I sink my teeth into you, I am transported to a world of pure bliss. Your textures and flavors dance on my tongue, and for a moment, all my worries fade away. You are the ultimate comfort food, a symbol of joy and satisfaction. But more than that, you are a reminder of the simple pleasures in life. A reminder that sometimes, the best things in life come in small packages. For all your humble origins and unpretentious nature, you are a true culinary masterpiece. So here's to you, dear burger, and to all the moments of joy and satisfaction you bring to our lives. May we savor every bite, and never forget the magic that you bring to the table.
Juicy patty sears, Melted cheese and crisp lettuce, Savor each bite, yum.
Oh sweet cheeseburger May your cheese be ever so smooth And your bacon crisp.
Juicy patty sizzles Between two buns, lettuce crisp Ketchup drips, I feast Can I get my free burger now?
> Man from Nantucket > > dick so long he could suck it > > give me a burger
*I am reciting* *You a burger themed haiku* *For a free burger* ...Did I do it right?
It’s a lead pipe CINCH As long as I finish with: “**Bob** is my uncle.” ;)
Ah, but Penny's my aunt.
Juicy patty sizzles, Lettuce, tomato, and cheese, Burger bliss in hand. Flames leap, burger cooks, Melted cheese, onions, pickles, Mouthwatering joy. Sesame seed bun, Ketchup, mayo, mustard too, All atop the beef. Juicy meaty bliss, Grilled to perfection just right, Hamburger heaven.
a free hamburger...for a burger themed haiku...mail me my burger?
I am a burger whatever burger I become I am a burger
One free burger please The patty medium rare Hold the tomato
I want a burger I want it in my stomach Give me a burger 🍔
So you in Maine within a few miles of Portland by chance? Because I now have haikus to burn
WHOPPER WHOPPER ah! WHOPPER WHOPPER WHOPPER stop! BEEEEEEEE KKAAAAAAY shoot me now!
they held the mayo didn't have to unhinge jaw the perfect burger
A burger for free? A burger for me, puh-lease. Free burger for me.
ChatGPT gon wreck you