Hey laaaaaddiieesssssss! It's day nine!

On the ninth day of Christmas
I chose to eat:
Nine ladies… wait, I don’t swing that way.
Ahem.
ponder ponder ponder -- I've got it!
Nine loaves of bread
Eight milks a-shaken
Seven swans a-sautéed
Six geese a-baked
FIVE ONION RINGS (yuck!)
Four smelly cheeses
Three french toast
Two turtle soups
And a partridge with some pears, please.