This takes me back to when my mother would try to teach me recipes when I was a kid. But of course, kids have no time for recipes. And neither did I, back then. But I'm starting to catch up.
A wonderful poem. Grandma is also remembered for her wonderful bedtime stories. the kitchen and cookies rekindled fresh memories of the good old days. thanks Lori for sharing this great poem
Yea Lori
The kitchen chats over a coffee with our grandparents....are probably were we all gained most of our wisdom and knowledge...
Sentimental write..
Peter
Reviewed by D May (Reader)
Reviewed on September 27, 2004
Lori, this is exceptional. I have read this several times. I love it! I love it!
An appetising analogy and observation of life and love, Lori! Somehow, in the movies, when the girls take refuge to the homeliness of the kitchen, then you know that deep wisdom is being sought, shared and discovered... no wonder food is so central to our experience and thinking. This is, of course, food for thought! Cleverly concocted and I like the cutting of the line breaks - like dicing carrots! An active and yet reflective write, TY Kate xx
Very good, nostalgic poem, Lori. I enjoyed the read.
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on September 26, 2004
A great piece of poetry about a time that is almost
non-existent now. Whoever heard of this kind of closeness
taking place at a "fast food" restaurant?
I always thought the kitchen is the place that should have
been called "the living room."
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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excellent piece that brought back wonderful memories
excellent!!!
I LOVE THE KITCHEN TOO
LEARNED A LOT THERE
DOWN THE LINE ALSO
wILLIAM ....PEACE
Grandma's kitchen is were the soul lives, our roots that reach into the past. Very valid observation, nicely worded and penned. Franz
Exceptional write - very enjoyable read!!
Robert
the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. same for poets. this was delicious to read! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
Love Tinka
The kitchen chats over a coffee with our grandparents....are probably were we all gained most of our wisdom and knowledge...
Sentimental write..
Peter
Amy
Reviewed by Janet Parker 9/26/2004
Very good, nostalgic poem, Lori. I enjoyed the read.
non-existent now. Whoever heard of this kind of closeness
taking place at a "fast food" restaurant?
I always thought the kitchen is the place that should have
been called "the living room."
It was the same way in my house.
Excellent poem!
Becca
TRASK
Even though we nver thought of them as good
at the time;-) Fine write!
of that, to a “good girl would
never.” Love, was understood,
What what what,,,,neddle naddle noo...