  Ode to Oil... &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Ode to Oil &nbsp; A viscuous virtuoso, greasy larder! You have what it takes to&nbsp;crisp eggplant and green tomatoes, hush-puppies, fish, and french-fried potatoes! Borrowing flavor, yourself being bland, like Midas turning all that you touch into something grand! The taste, the flavor of salt and oil! You are a golden sea, the american dream! Browning yourself with age like a woman in the sun! You belong in the pan. After, you pout as you drip through the towel, plump plump, back into your bottle on the shelf. &nbsp; &nbsp; 
