The cooking days in cooking class were tons of fun:
there was a silly time I added tablespoons
of salt instead of smaller teaspoons in the food;
another time we made some cinnamon-y buns,
but made the larger, double recipe and some
had overflowed and burned into a blackened soot.
And when we used the powdered broth and not the soup,
our pasta turned too salty for our hungry tongues.
And though we had our share of small and great mistakes,
we kept on making cookies, mac and cheese, and cakes.
And so our cooking days last year were fun and odd:
we laughed at what we did and how we slyly faked
to like the food we cooked despite our small mistakes.
And yet, we learned so much, by silly errors taught.
Inspired by Beth's One Minute Writer writing prompt about cooking.
ReplyDeleteThanks Beth! :)
:) hahaha i miss cooking class!
ReplyDeleteOh yes..."no one will know"...
ReplyDeleteAnother fun one! I like writing poetry but tend to get impatient reading it (gasp!), which is one reason I like the humor you bring to so many of your sonnets.
ReplyDeleteI find it amazing how well you can right about something so light hearted. I find even many great writers cannot take simple things and make them beautiful..like you can make adding too much salt to something you cooked in cooking class lol
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ReplyDeleteThanks Sandie! :) I love looking at the simple pleasures and experiences in life and showing their significance. We pass by too much these days!
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