Riddonkulous

I look like snow in tiny flakes I hide in chips and crispy cakes I make your soup shout hey wake up I sneak in almost every cup I live in oceans rock and mine in shaker hats I love to shine Too much of me can cause a fuss yet food feels wrong without my touch I turn bland bites to flavor loud from simple fries to steaks so proud I am the pinch the chef will hurl a crystal king of flavor swirl