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Childhood
kitchen story . . . told in poetic form!!! Dedicated to the memory of my dad . . . worlds's greatest chef As I was finishing
a microwave dinner, lol! I suddenly had a flashback moment
of my childhood! Southern potato salad and meatloaf pot pie. Homemade tea, embracing a tangy lemon taste. Fresh collard greens cut just right . . . creating a simmering aroma I smelled even while on a neighborhood hike! Golden cornbread that called my name . . . Sweet potato pie called me the same. It's time to eat so I start to run . . . sweat
drops falling from the scorching sun. My brother was on
a bike ride long gone, so I used my "Outside Voice"
to say brother come on. No sooner than I could step on the
porch, flash brother was in the kitchen asking for more! Copyright
2011 by Poetic Chef by Zan
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