A thousand flavors to combine
A million more to taste
That blends into a symphony
That ends up in my waist

A quest to know, to search, to find
The grandest of them all
Encompassed in a golden shell
My will shall start to fall

A dash of hot volcano flame
A mixture of smooth cheese
A coup of beans gives me a smell
that surely taints the breeze

An ancient land yields to us, these
Delicious recipes
Yet one thing that they told us not:
Which one tastes best to me