First time in a restaurant A dish that I'm lucky enough to choose and like, I'll order again and again, When I go back. But having such a timid palate, (As well as not knowing a carrot from a shallot), There's no chance I'll be getting a Michelin star... Unless consistency wins you one. But I know what I like. So I'd rather be butter-knife dull And order up a meal I know And not one I don't... A sure thing, instead of a new thing... It's just too much of a gamble.