The story of Me... the Cookbook Worm.
The Cookbook Worm liked to think it was a chef and used to buy more books than its little garden wormhole could hold. It was easily swayed by mouth watering photos and celebrity names. But instead of cooking, it was gloating. It was making a mere dish bi-weekly and thinking it was a professional. It was buying gourmet food without purpose and never opening the boxes or containers. The Worm was a fool!
Then one day the Worm had a lot of time on its hands. There hasn't been much work at the local dirt factory. Now there were no excuses not to cook. And suddenly pretty pictures didn't do it for the Worm any more.
So now the braggadocio has been humbled and promises to to what worms do best - dig its way out of the mountain of books that has laid stake above its head.
The Worm resides in a little place called Astoria, Queens with Mr. Worm, Ginger Worm and a dog named Boomer.
