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

Written by Ryland Angel & Maria Christensen Be it breakfast lunch or suppa, I got to have a cuppa, I just can’t get enough, I’m in love… I’m talking ‘bout tea, I’m totally talking, I’m talking ‘bout tea British, Chinese or Moroccan, I just like the concoction, And so I’m stocking up on the stuff, I’m talking ‘bout tea, I’m totally talking, I’m talking ‘bout tea A drink that’s good enough for a queen, Hot or cold, doesn’t matter to me, Hard to believe that it comes from a leaf, Yellow, or black, white or green. Be it breakfast lunch or suppa, I got to have a cuppa. I just can’t get enough, I’m in love… I’m talking about tea, I’m totally talking, I’m talking bout tea.

I know I would rather starve instead. If I can’t have a meal with some bread It makes a perfect holder for my ham and provolone Ill dip it in some oil or I’ll have it on its own Don’t care if it’s a biscuit or a bagel or a scone I love bread. Fresh out of the oven is enough to make you swoon A baguette for a picnic makes a perfect afternoon I’m raising up a crouton And I’ll say a toast to you I love bread Isn’t it amazing that some flour and some yeast A little salt and water can make such a perfect feast Makes me want to run out to my favourite bakery And have myself a little spending spree If it were not for the cracker, where to put my caviar? Without a slice, my peanut butter would stay in the jar Its like manna straight from heaven, it’s a blessing and an art I love bread I love bread