Who's chef here?

Pepper is playing outside,
In the yard, with sand.
Now, we are making panna cotta
He said.

On the other side
Salt shouted at him,
You can't do it without me!
She laughed.

Getting the spoon on sand,
Bringing it the mouth,
Made Pepper to twist
On land.

Ar you dying? Hope so!
Salt asked him, infuriated
Yes, dying after it!
He replied.

It can't be so good!
You're lying, you little .itch!
Come and taste it, Judah!
He said.

Horrible! Too dry!
Too sour and stupid!
Not different than you!
Don't laugh at me,
Idiot!