Poem -
Home Cooking
When my memory wanders
As it's prone to do these days
Simple comforts work best for me...
My mam's spaghetti bolognese...
Liver and onion gravy....
My best memories are made of food
Home cooking has always saved me.
And my mother, bless her socks,Β
I hope she knows just what those mealtimes meant
The care and love that she put into them
Gave me more than she could have dreamt
You never realise when you're youngΒ
That it is the little things..
Home cooking is where it's at,
Makes my sad heart sing.
(for my mother.)
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Comments
yeah home cooking rocks! I inherited my mother's cooking skills. She is Austrian and she rocks at cooking. two thumbs up for your poemΒ and 4 for homemade yummies!
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You must share a recipe or two....I love to cook....thanks for liking my stuff; and I am smilingΒ some now...poetry and home cooking...what a combination.
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I can send you some. what do you like sweets, canning stuff, hot dishes, roasts??
:) I'm definitely a savoury type of bloke....and I love spicy food.
T x
I have homemade salsa, both tomato and mango recipes also spicy bbq saucesΒ
I'll be smashing the pork chop recipe over the coming weekend...my son will like the chops, he loves a chop or two...