I <SEUSS> NJ: Feasting on Green Eggs & Taylor Ham

With apologies to Theodor Seuss Geisel…

I am Dad. I am Dad. Dad I am.

“That Dad-I-Am! That Dad-I-Am! I do not like that Dad-I am!”

Do you like Green Eggs and Taylor Ham?

“I do not like them, Dad-I-Am.

I do not like Green Eggs and Taylor Ham.”

When Margo insisted we buy a tub of pesto at the Farmers’ Market, we got creative to use it all up. There’s also string cheese in those green eggs! (It was way tastier than it looks!)

Would you like them now or later?

“I would not like them now or later.

I would not like them on an elevator.

I do not like Green Eggs and Ham.

I do not like them, Dad-I-Am.”

Would you like them down the shore?

Would you like them on the floor?

“I do not like them down the shore.

I do not like them on the floor.

I do not them now or later.

I would not eat them on an elevator.

I do not like Green Eggs and Taylor Ham.

I do not like them, Dad-I-Am.”

Margo makes a great Seuss chef. She’s already almost as good at cracking eggs as me and she’s a solid scrambler too.

Would you eat them on a bagel?

Would you eat them with a gaggle?

“Not on a bagel. Not with a gaggle.

Not down the shore. Not on the floor.

I would not eat them now or later.

I would not eat them on an elevator.

I would not eat Green Eggs and Taylor Ham.

I do not like them, Dad-I-Am.”

Would you? Could you? In Secaucus?

Eat them! Eat them! Let’s get raucous!

“I would not, could not, in Secaucus.”

You may like them. You will break.

You may like them at the lake!

“I would not, could not at the lake!

Not in Secaucus! My stomach aches.

I do not like them on a bagel.

I do not like them with a gaggle.

I do not like them down the shore.

I do not like them on the floor.

I do not like them now or later.

I do not like them on an elevator.

I do not like Green Eggs & Taylor Ham.

I do not like them, Dad-I-Am.”

“Green Eggs and Ham” was the first Seuss we ever read together, but lately it’s more “The Cat in the Hat Comes Back”

The Boss! The Boss! The Boss! The Boss!

Could you, would with the Boss?

Not with the Boss! Not at the lake!

Not in Secaucus! Dad! You make mistake!

I would not, could not, on a bagel.

I would not, could not, with a gaggle.

I will not eat them down the shore.

I will not eat them on the floor.

I will not eat them now or later.

I will not like them on an elevator.

I do not eat Green Eggs and Taylor Ham.

I do not like them, Dad-I-Am.”

Say! With DeVito? Danny DeVito!

Would you, could you, with DeVito?

“I would not, could not, with DeVito.”

Would you, could you, with Sunday Sauce?

“I would not, could not with Sunday Sauce.

Not with DeVito. Not with the Boss.

Not in Secaucus. Not at the lake.

I do not like them, Dad, you flake!

Not down the Shore. Not on a bagel.

Not on the floor. Not with a gaggle.

I will not eat them now or later.

I do not like them on an elevator!”

You do not like Green Eggs and Taylor Ham?

“I do not like them, Dad-I-Am!”

Could you, would you, with Bon Jovi?

“I would not, could not with Bon Jovi!”

Would you, could you with anchovy?

“I could not, would not, with anchovy.

I will not, will not, with Bon Jovi.

I will not eat them with Sunday sauce.

I will not eat them with the Boss.

Not with DeVito! Not at the Lake!

Not in Secaucus! Give Me A Break!

I do not like them on a bagel.

I do not like them with a gaggle.

I will not eat them down the shore.

I do not like them on the floor.

I do not like them now or later.

I do not like them on an elevator!

I do not like Green Eggs and Taylor Ham!

I do not like them, Dad-I-Am.”

You don’t like them, so you claim.

Taste them! Taste them! Don’t be lame.

Try them and be game, I proclaim.

“Dad! If you give me space,

I will try them, you disgrace!”

“Say! I like Green Eggs and Taylor Ham!

I do like them, Dad-I-am!

And I would eat them with Bon Jovi

And I would eat them with anchovies…

And I will eat them with Sunday Sauce.

And with DeVito. And with the Boss.

And in Secaucus. And at the lake.

They are so tasty, so tasty, for goodness sake!

So I will eat them on a bagel.

And I will eat them with a gaggle.

And I will eat them down the shore.

And I will eat them on the floor.

And I will eat them now and later.

Say! I will eat them on an elevator!

I do like Green Eggs and Taylor Ham!

Thank you! Thank you, Dad-I-Am!”

In the end, she barely touched her green eggs, but we had a lot of fun making them and she ate all her Taylor Ham!

My Song of the Day: “Eggs And Sausage (In A Cadillac With Susan Michelson)” by Tom Waits