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

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 & 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

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