December 19

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Traditions (Santa Cookies)

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Unfold the stiff yellowed recipe in your mom’s handwriting from the box of the vintage icing gun

Blend the shortening you don’t use for anything else with bleached flour you don’t use for anything else

because this is tradition, and you’ve tried it other ways and though they are your own they don’t take you back

to the warm crowded kitchen with grandma and mom and your sisters.

Pat the cold dough into the vintage plastic mold filled with the chemicals they don’t put in plastics anymore

Dust, roll, press, pat release onto the baking sheet.

Paint the faces in the specific order designed to avoid red sugar sprinkles in the icing eyebrows

Give them away to everyone you care about.

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A Didactic Poem

 

 

November 20

Traditions

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Holidays roll around

Anticipated but always more quickly

Than you thought, and with them

Come an avalanche of rituals, customs, stories.

What is your tradition?

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In all the chaos and stress

And all of the change-up of daily routine

What we do the same each year calms us in the chaos.

My calm is making cranberry orange bread from scratch

Hand chopping, hand mixing, warm and heart warming.

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(A Sonnetina Cinque)

May 22

Rhubarb

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I don’t know why but I grew it

To figure out now what to do

Bake, roast, mash, sauté, or stew it

To peel or leave as it grew.

          So sour to taste when I chew it

          These plants – don’t need more than a few

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Rough green leaves grow to large sizes

Ruby red stalks are the best part

The flavor really surprises

Add sugar to make it less tart

          Sweeten when the chance arises

          Not eating the leaves is so smart

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Don’t know if it’s veggie or fruit

All depends on how it’s applied

You ingest neither leaves nor root

Normally you don’t see it fried

          To grow is an easy pursuit

          To use you may be stupefied

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I’m thrilled in my garden it grows

Each spring I choose to display it

In sauces and in pies it goes

Season’s end – how to delay it?

          The people who enjoy it know

          Craving – be sure to obey it.

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(An Inverted Refrain Poem)

May 20

Angel Food Cake

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Oh yes I baked a cake today

And yes the eggs my hens did lay

There’s lots of sugar don’t panic

It’s good for you it’s organic!

Some lime for flavor botanic

So tasty you’ll think me satanic

Please here have a slice gigantic

There is no need to get manic

Don’t worry about what you’ll weigh

Enjoy this sweetness in your day.

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(A Duo-Rhyme Poem)

April 19

In the Kitchen

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I love to cook from scratch

Each new recipe is a chance to learn

For me there really is no match

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Can’t wait to get it down the hatch

My calories I earn

I love to cook from scratch

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Making cookies batch after batch

Trying not to burn

For me there really is no match

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Lowering mixer top, locking the latch

For homemade food I yearn

I love to cook from scratch

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To a good recipe I will attach

And continue to return

For me there really is no match

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Homemade food they will snatch

From processed, it’s easy to discern

I love to cook from scratch

For me there really is no match

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(A Villanelle Poem)