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Descriptive Food Paragraph
Final draft due:
For this assignment, you are to write one well-developed paragraph describing a food you either REALLY enjoy, or REALLY hate. The focus here is on concrete sensory detail and tone.
Your essay should:
1) begin and end with a sensory detail. Whether it’s a the smell that hits you first or the sight of it, grab your reader’s attention by beginning with something concrete and sensory.
2) frame the description in a narrative.Imagine that you have the food in front of you or think back to the last time you ate it. Describe that experience, that particular point in time. Creating a narrative frame allows us to be more concrete and to give our reader more to latch onto. Spend time describing the process of chewing, tasting, swallowing, etc…
3) focus on using action verbs.One way to be sure you have a narrative frame is to make sure you are showing action through your paragraph. Maybe you’re only describing the first few bites, or maybe you are describing eating the WHOLE THING. Either way, you may only use three state of being verbs! Good luck!
Edit carefully for sentence boundary issues. Follow MLA format, Times New Roman, 12 point font, double space all Use a creative title, not the title of the assignment
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state of being verbs:
am, is, are, was, were
Name: _______________________________________
Descriptive Paragraph Rubric:
Unsatisfactory Needs Revision
Needs Minor
RevisionSatisfactory
Does the essay begin with sensory detail?
Does the author make strong use of sensory detail through the paragraph?
Does the essay create a dominant impression/tone through its word choices?Is there a narrative frame for the description?
Is the description fully developed?
Does the writer make strong use of action verbs? Are the action verbs vivid and specific?
Does the author use three or fewer state-of-being verbs: am, is, are, was, were?
MLA Style: Is it an appropriate length?
Is the formatting correct?
Grammar and Usage?
Additional Comments:
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Jessie Holman
Jan. 4, 2010
Descriptive Essay Final Draft
Asparagus
1 Walking up to a cozy, tan ranch-style house in southern California, my stomach was howling for
attention, waiting for a scrumptious meal to help ease its hunger. My aunt’s house was filled with the
rich scent of roasted chicken and garlic, a smell that would drench my taste buds when I would have
eaten mammal flesh. I could almost smell the tenderness of the succulent meat as it baked in the oven
while mashed potatoes churned in melted creamy butter. The smells of a fulfilling feast vanished when
my unwary sense of smell detected a stinging stench. The smell of a flattened skunk by an 18 wheeler
would have pleased your nose more than the stench from the kitchen. Immediately I felt something
beginning to creep up my throat and my gag reflex started to pulse and constrict the further I walked into
the house. The only question on my mind was, “What will be thrown into my unsuspecting mouth
within the next five minutes?”
2 As my family gathered around the table, my attention focused on my faux china plate where the
source of the reeking smell was laid out before me. It was green!! Not just any green, it was a dark
sinister, depressing green, as if from a deep dark forest. The long stalks lay on my plate contaminating
the wonderful and blessed mashed potatoes and gravy. The thought of this sinister vegetable entering my
vacant stomach to satisfy any hunger I had left over was inconceivable. This newly found enemy of
mine had been secreting juices overtaking the defenseless and peaceful chicken breasts. It had finally
pulled a Hitler when it invaded my buttered roll which forced me into action. I grabbed the only weapon
readily available, the courageous fork. With my only defense at hand, I stabbed one of the weaker stalks
to observe my adversary more clearly. I dreaded the perpetual demise of a lifetime’s worth of appetite.
3 “Asparagus.” The word itself made my fingers quiver. It was the length of a sharp number two
pencil but instead of lead it had diminutive leaves attached to the tip. It had only one purpose which was
to fool the digester into thinking a pretty delicious gift was coming its way. It was as if they curled
around the pointed tip, but I was too smart to be fooled. I knew that only misery waited under the dark
green lying leaves. It had pale pea-like lines that wrapped around the forest-like stalks, leaving a quarter
of an inch separating the filth into four or five sections, of horror. Looking from the outside, it seemed as
if it was layered like an onion. It appeared that the first layer was a sea green with a sheer touch of color
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from the inside of a lime. The pigment grew more menacing the deeper the layers went. The thought of
this satanic vegetable going near any part of my body was ultimately a chaotic nightmare.
4 I drew the dark vegetable closer to my nose. The steam instantly attacked my nostrils as it seeped
down into the back of my throat. My poor defenseless nose was suddenly filled with an aroma like that
of cat urine and ammonia. I felt a burning sensation in my nasal passages as the hair in my nose tried
fighting off the poisonous steam that was attempting to attack my inner senses. My body went in to
shock as I dropped my once mighty sword and pushed away from the oak wooden table. I soon found
my enemy had the overwhelming power to make me pale. I was pulled fourth into the battle ground by
the green’s allies, my parents, who then tried to persuade a single bite. Forced into caving in and
avoiding a long grounding, I picked up the betraying fork. Eyes opened, I stared my nemesis down as it
entered the gateway of my core.
5 Cautiously, I bit the tip of its bushy summit; the particles broke off and invaded every crevice in
my mouth. It was a gushing sensation as I clamped down. It felt as if centers separated into a flank
position trying to clog the back of my throat which made swallowing feel as if I was shoving a
toothbrush down it to puke. Bits and pieces clung to the inner walls of my throat as bigger chunks fell
farther down the tubes leading to an unsuspecting stomach. It was a bomb of hard wood chips covered in
slime as it hit my acidic stomach. It took a few more tries of swallowing before I had to drown out the
rest of what particles were left with many gulps of creamy white milk. This may not have been the best
decision, but when in dire need one must use whatever resources available.
6 I was poisoned for life. Looking at the tricksters left on my plate I envisioned throwing them into
a pit of despair. I knew I wouldn’t be able eat anything more for at least six days. I took one last look
and I felt an odd movement coming from my stomach. It began to crawl up my spine until I felt a
convulsion and my abdomen began to twitch. My parents took one look at me and rushed me to the
nearest porcelain god in the house as I was forced to regurgitate not only the asparagus, but the garlicky
chicken, and finally, slowly and painfully the mush of mashed potatoes crawled up and out my mouth.
Skipping dessert since the episode in the bathroom, I was finally able to leave my aunt’s house of
asparagus. I felt accomplished and pleased with my performance in the war of green vegetables and
family dinners. My only regret as we climbed into the car was the glorious never-ending image of what
was given to the hallway bathroom’s toilet. I could only picture and taste destroyed pieces of chicken
and asparagus floating among slug-like chunks of potatoes and bile.
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Joyas Voladeres
by: Brian Doyle
1 Consider the hummingbird for a long moment. A hummingbird's heart beats ten times a second. A hummingbird's heart is the size of a pencil eraser. A hummingbird's heart is a lot of the hummingbird. Joyas voladoras, flying jewels, the first white explorers in the Americas called them, and the white men had never seen such creatures, for hummingbirds came into the world only in the Americas, nowhere else in the universe, more than three hundred species of them whirring and zooming and nectaring in hummer time zones nine times removed from ours, their hearts hammering faster than we could clearly hear if we pressed our elephantine ears to their infinitesimal chests.
2 Each one visits a thousand flowers a day. They can dive at sixty miles an hour. They can fly backwards. They can fly more than five hundred miles without pausing to rest. But when they rest they come close to death: on frigid nights, or when they are starving, they retreat into torpor, their metabolic rate slowing to a fifteenth of their normal sleep rate, their hearts sludging nearly to a halt, barely beating, and if they are not soon warmed, if they do not soon find that which is sweet, their hearts grow cold, and they cease to be. Consider for a moment those hummingbirds who did not open their eyes again today, this very day, in the Americas: bearded helmetcrests and booted racket-tails, violet-tailed sylphs and violet-capped woodnymphs, crimson topazes and purple-crowned fairies, red-tailed comets and amethyst woodstars, rainbow-bearded thornbills and glittering-bellied emeralds, velvet-purple coronets and golden-bellied star-frontlets, fiery-tailed awlbills and Andean hillstars, spatuletails and pufflegs, each the most amazing thing you have never seen, each thunderous wild heart the size of an infant's fingernail, each mad heart silent, a brilliant music stilled.
3 Hummingbirds, like all flying birds but more so, have incredible enormous immense ferocious metabolisms. To drive those metabolisms they have race-car hearts that eat oxygen at an eye-popping rate. Their hearts are built of thinner, leaner fibers than ours. Their arteries are stiffer and more taut. They have more mitochondria in their heart muscles -- anything to gulp more oxygen. Their hearts are stripped to the skin for the war against gravity and inertia, the mad search for food, the insane idea of flight. The price of their ambition is a life closer to death; they suffer heart attacks and aneurysms and ruptures more than any other living creature. It's expensive to fly. You burn out. You fry the machine. You melt the engine. Every creature on earth has approximately two billion heartbeats to spend in a lifetime. You can spend them slowly, like a tortoise, and live to be two hundred years old, or you can spend them fast, like a hummingbird, and live to be two years old.
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4 The biggest heart in the world is inside the blue whale. It weighs more than seven tons. It's as big as a room. It is a room, with four chambers. A child could walk around in it, head high, bending only to step through the valves. The valves are as big as the swinging doors in a saloon. This house of a heart drives a creature a hundred feet long. When this creature is born it is twenty feet long and weighs four tons. It is waaaaay bigger than your car. It drinks a hundred gallons of milk from its mama every day and gains two hundred pounds a day and when it is seven or eight years old it endures an unimaginable puberty and then it essentially disappears from human ken, for next to nothing is known of the mating habits, travel patterns, diet, social life, language, social structure, diseases, spirituality, wars, stories, despairs, and arts of the blue whale. There are perhaps ten thousand blue whales in the world, living in every ocean on earth, and of the largest mammal who ever lived we know nearly nothing. But we know this: the animals with the largest hearts in the world generally travel in pairs, and their penetrating moaning cries, their piercing yearning tongue, can be heard underwater for miles and miles.
5 Mammals and birds have hearts with four chambers. Reptiles and turtles have hearts with three chambers. Fish have hearts with two chambers. Insects and mollusks have hearts with one chamber. Worms have hearts with one chamber, although they may have as many as eleven single-chambered hearts. Unicellular bacteria have no hearts at all; but even they have fluid eternally in motion, washing from one side of the cell to the other, swirling and whirling. No living being is without interior liquid motion. We all churn inside.
6 So much held in a heart in a lifetime. So much held in a heart in a day, an hour, a moment. We are utterly open with no one, in the end -- not mother and father, not wife or husband, not lover, not child, not friend. We open windows to each but we live alone in the house of the heart. Perhaps we must. Perhaps we could not bear to be so naked, for fear of a constantly harrowed heart. When young we think there will come one person who will savor and sustain us always; when we are older we know this is the dream of a child, that all hearts finally are bruised and scarred, scored and torn, repaired by time and will, patched by force of character, yet fragile and rickety forevermore, no matter how ferocious the defense and how many bricks you bring to the wall. You can brick up your heart as stout and tight and hard and cold and impregnable as you possibly can and down it comes in an instant, felled by a woman's second glance, a child's apple breath, the shatter of glass in the road, the words I have something to tell you, a cat with a broken spine dragging itself into the forest to die, the brush of your mother's papery ancient hand in a thicket of your hair, the memory of your father's voice early in the morning echoing from the kitchen where he is making pancakes for his children.
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Sensory Detail WorksheetList all of the sensory details you can come up with to describe ________________.
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Looks:
Tastes:
Sounds:
Smells:
Texture:
What Food Will You Write About?
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Good description creates tone for the reader, a dominant impression. What dominant impression will you try to create?
What is the Frame of your description? Imagine a place when you have eaten this food before, or imagine yourself in a place eating this food. It becomes your frame!
Frame:
When you are eating this food, what do you do? List action verbs that best describe your actions:
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Gathering Sensory Detail List all of the sensory details you can come up with to describe your food.
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Looks:
Tastes:
Sounds:
Smells:
Texture:
DESCRIPTIVE WORDS
SOUNDringing cheeping gasping smashing piercing peepingwhooping tinkling raucous chattering crooning bellowingsobbing bumping snarling growling pitch crying thumping burping croaking clattering yapping keeningsplashing yelping rustling volume squealing howlingbarking sniveling moaning pealing tone rattlinggrunting clanging coughing quacking whining gaggingfizzing wheezing honking hissing bawling trumpetingswishing sneezing rumbling bubbling ripping cooingchirping shouting shuffling tearing popping roaring thunderous scratching snorting crashing crunching cacklingtolling clucking silent tapping soothing crowingtranquil melodious cacophonous singing quiet tuneloud tinkling noisy rhythmic mumbling twitteringdin beat blaring cawing racket chatteringmurmuring whistling clapping booming whispering mewingsnapping snoring yelling mooing crackling sighing
TOUCH AND TEXTURE
pressed damp fluted tickling sculptured dryknobbed raw corrugated downy chapped scratchydirty grimy sopping itching abrasive dustyscaled rasping prickly clammy pulpy kissscarred glossy wet pocked tweedy mattemoist woolly hard foamy dank patinagripped burning hairy soft cottony scorchingfurry bumpy rocking cushioned fluffy searingfuzzy boiling sheer sheen scalding stingingsandy warm shiny polished hot engravedgritty inlaid soapy bubbly grooved coolglassy ivory biting sharp rutted piercingsilky numbing velvety smooth freezing steely
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keen icy corduroy grainy cold metallicfine waxy coarse greasy curdled slimysplintered lacy tangled spiky slippery creamymatted slick shaggy bushy fiery stubbly
COLOR AND VISUAL QUALITIES
red saffron bright dark scarlet golddull light carnelian silver rose chocolatecrimson chrome lilac sienna salmon limecopper vermilion yellow bronze avocado coralprimrose pale purple lemon canary violetpink cerise mauve ruddy mahogany topazblue amber ebony flushed maroon amethystcrystalline cyan navy wine white poppycobalt burgundy olive fuchsia turquoise claretdrab chartreuse orchid brilliant clear blackobsidian transparent khaki opaque translucent lavenderglassy jet gay rust carmine sapphiredun cordovan indigo milky tan grizzlyocher flesh buff brindle umber peachmustard ultramarine snowy chestnut green smokysepia mint brass walnut pearl aquaruby emerald twinkling bistre sooty shimmeringjade plum charcoal maize lake iridescentgarnet slate spruce puce magenta sablepearly aquamarine ivory henna citrine onyxazure cream orange
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SMELL
perfumed lilac earthy stinking fetid loamylemon scent odor fragrance sweaty sharprose lime rotten biting pungent mustyplastic acrid flowery fishy mildewed spicyacid moldy doggy nauseating redolent skunkydirty sweet tart minty moist putridsour fresh musty spoiled
PATTERN AND SHAPE
round parallel narrow reticulated crested wideflat spherical globe rounded shallow droopingerect dappled rolling orb hemisphere ballshapely checkered adjacent curved pied concentrictriangle sharp short depressed swollen longconcave pyramid cone convex streamlined sunkensquare diagonal contoured protruding banded terrainhorizontal rectangle cube vertical aquiline veinedcylinder depth disc palmate box widthplate pinnate spiked thread height arcelliptical length worm-like crowned cupped serpentinegirth crescent pentagon breadth sinuous baggytight winding spotted oval hexagon octagontetrahedral solid lanky corkscrew helix curlyfrail polyhedron trapezoid thin fat crystallinefanned oval pointed plump ovate ellipsoidal
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All of these are from student paragraphs. This is a collection of some of the weaker sentences students have drafted. Using the vague vs. specific ideas we’ve been talking about, identify language that is abstract, vague, or cliché. Then revise each of these sentences to better show a concrete action and sensory detail.
1. It was full of red beans, a large amount of ground beef and the spiciest clunky chili pepper.
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2. One day my friend and I went to the kitchen.
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3. When we reached the kitchen we saw multi-colored red and green soup that looked very spicy and
delicious.
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4. Bystander’s cringe and ponder why he would endure the self-inflicted pain.
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5. His ego grows and grows as he continues to regale the audience.
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6. The sizzle started building in our eardrums as it was catered our way in a teasing manner.
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Revise this paragraph to make it specific and concrete. Feel free to add new information and new sentences.
I ate a great dinner at an awesome restaurant the other night. I went with some friends. The food was great and the restaurant was busy. In fact, the restaurant was so busy that we had to wait almost an hour to be seated. I ate everything in front of me and nearly licked the plate clean.
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