Culinary Epitaphs

I've really been enjoying Death Warmed Over. In addition to the funeral traditions and recipes, there are also a few culinary epitaphs, quotes and anecdontes dispersed throughout. Here are some of the culinary epitaphs presented.

"Here likes the body of our Anna
Done to death by a banana
It wasn't the fruit that laid her low
But the skin of the thing that made
Her go."

"Here lies Johnny Cole,
Who died, on my soul,
After eating a plentiful dinner;
While chewing his crust,
He was turned into dust,
With his crimes undigested,
Poor sinner."

"Oh, cruel death
To satisfy thy palate,
Cut down our Lettuce
To make a salad."

(Epitaph for Lettuce Manning)

"Worms are bait for fish
But here's a sudden change,
Fish is bait for worms,
Is not that passing strange?"

(Epitaph for a Mister Fish)


"Throughout his life he kneaded bread
And deemed it quite a bore.
But now six feet beneath earths' crust
He needeth bread no more."

(Epitaph for a baker)

"Beneath this dust
Lies the mouldering crust
Of Eleanor Bachelor Shoven,
Well versed in the arts
Of pies, puddings and tarts
And the lucrative trade of the oven.
When she'd lived long enough
She made her last puff,
A buff by her husband much praised,
And now she doth lie
And makes a dirt pie
And hopes that her crust
will be raised."

(Epitaph for Eleanor Bachelor Shoven, a baker)

"Here lies poor Burton,
He was both hale and stout;
Death laid him on his bitter beer,
Now in another world he hops about."

(Epitaph for a beer brewer)