Written by Ryland Angel & Maria Christensen What could be better than chocolate I haven’t discovered a lot yet That could be better than chocolate Bittersweet milk white or dark   What could be better than chocolate Makes me so thrilled when I’ve got it What could be better than chocolate It does sweet things to my heart   Creamy and dreamy hot cocoa so steamy on cold winter afternoons Everythings better when covered in lovely fondue   What could be better than chocolate I haven’t discovered a lot yet That could be better than chocolate Be Belgian , or Swiss tried and true   What could be better than chocolate Makes me so thrilled when I’ve got it Only thing better than chocolate Is when I enjoy it with you

Sung by Ryland Angel

Written By Ryland Angel & Maria Christensen Fried, bake it or grill it up… Make it spicy or not…There is no question of why… A joy of life you can’t deny.   Food   Food food food A joy of life that you can’t deny Food food food There is no question of why Food food food I’ve got a taste to be satisfied Food food food there’s so much of it to like   French Italian or chi a nese Polish , irish or greek All the worlds got it’s own cuisine Cause everyone’s gotta eat   Food food food A joy of life that you can’t deny Food food food There is no question of why   Fry it , Bake it or Grill it up Make it spicy or not Cook it up the way we love Boil it in a big pot   Call it any thing that you will Grub, chow or a nosh Taste it , baste it , just don’t waste it Covered with a sauce   Food food food A joy of life that you can’t deny Food food food There is no question of why Food food food I’ve got a taste to be satisfied Food food food there’s so much of it to like nothings better than just sitting down to a feast a dinner date , with salad plates and pasta, turkey and beef   and how I love a grand dessert it tops it off everytime breakfast lunch and a dinner such a great joy to dine

Ryland Angel and Michael Murphy This classic Italian recipe provides the lyrical levity for a Sicilian family favorite meal. Gam-ber-oni Casalinga Siciliana  it’s a secret recipe from my grand mama  shhh- She don’t like for me to tell you but I’m gonna So don’t write it down don’t tell anyone Everybody! La la la la la la Hey!   You think that it looks good just wait until you taste But you tell Gramma’s secret she gonna break your face You can serve her dish nice and warm or you can let cool Better keep quiet I heard a noise and Gramama no fool (Gramma Appears!) (audience) Run!  Oh No! Better take it to go!   Gam-ber-oni Casalinga Siciliana Gamberoni Casalinga Siciliana Gamberoni Casalinga Siciliana Everybody! La la la la la la  Hey! Everybody! La la la la la la

Written by Ryland Angel & Bryce Johnson A heart healthy song rich in protein without the fat but plenty of flavor.

Written by Ryland Angel & Michael Murphy

Written by Ryland Angel & Maria Christensen A mouthwatering melody that oozes the velvety richness of a grilled cheese sandwich.   JUST A LITTLE CHEESE   When my soup’s a little boring When my sandwich needs a lift When I feel there’s something missing From my favorite omelette I add a little gouda swiss or cheddar Because a little cheese can make the whole world better   Cheese cheese , how I love you cheese Add you in and flavors such a breeze Throw it into all my recipies And that’s all it needs Just a little ….   Cheese cheese such a lovely nosh Call it queso or call it fromage I don’t care just call it what you want Shred it or melt it just please give me some (cheese!)   You can get from a cow Or you can get it from goat You can get it from a cottage in the hills somewhere remote I don’t care if its blue or green or yellow Or if it’s gruyere, munster or mozzarella

Written by Ryland Angel & Maria Christensen Frivolity prevails in this tasty mix of garden greens, all dressed up for a good time.

Written by Ryland Angel & Michael Murphy   Man: My heart is as warm as my oven set to four hundred degrees With a trembling hand my jelly roll pan now standing by lightly greased How could this girl bring my life to a boil like this water and margerine I don’t even know if she knows so tonight means everything Moon high over Manhattan tell me what you see While I’m cooking for her is she looking at you and dreaming of me Closer to heaven is closer to her and where I dream to be Manhattan Mooncake make her fall for me Woman: Don’t break down break the eggs one at a time, beat well after each. I’m not ready for this but my pan is prepared so I spread out evenly Baking for 20 to 25 wond’ring if I’m a lover or fool With all of my life overheating I set aside to cool Moon high over Manhattan tell me what you see While I’m cooking for him is he looking at you and dreaming of me Closer to heaven is closer to him and where I dream to be Manhattan mooncake make him fall for me M: I’m nothing like her W: He’s nothing like me Both: Still something tells me we’d blend perfectly Like the pudding the milk and cream cheese M: Inside I’m burning but my crust is cool W: I top and drizzle and follow every rule B: Slide in the fridge and pray something served cold Can warm (can warm) a heart of gold Moon high over Manhattan now I know you see I was cooking for (her/him) (s)he was looking at you and dreaming of me Closer to heaven is closer to you and where I’ll always to be Manhattan Mooncake made you fall for me Manhattan Mooncake made you fall for me