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Coffee,Bacon,Onions & Popcorn
by Mark M Lichterman → (All Poetry by Mark M Lichterman)
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Coffee, Bacon, Onions and Popcorn The scent of perking coffee. The scent of sizzling bacon. The scent of frying onions. The scent of popping popcorn. Irresistible! The scents of perking coffee, sizzling bacon, frying onions and popping popcorn to me have always been irresistible. Remembering! As a child I remember awakening every day to the early morning perking sound of my mother’s old fashioned coffee pot. Though yet too young for coffee, though many years before allowed coffee, lying in bed I remember the delightful, wafting scent of early morning coffee that signified the start of each day. Not on all days, but as a child on some days I remember impatiently sitting at the kitchen table watching my mother vacillate between pouring coffee, cracking eggs and turning the sizzling, fat spatting bacon. Remembering! Remembering the mouth watering scent of sizzling bacon that signified the first meal of the day, on some days… Frying onions! Other than always causing pangs of hunger… Really, I cannot think of an anecdote regarding the scent of frying onions. Well… Other, of course, than liver and onions which, way back then… well, really, what kid likes liver and onions? Suffice to say, though, the scent of frying onions have always caused pangs of hunger. Popping popcorn! Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Red Ryder, Boston Blackie and Charlie Chan Saturday afternoon at the movies: A quarter for admission; a nickel for candy and a dime for… Handing the stub to the ticket guy, passing into the theatre with a nickel for candy and a dime for… Hearing the “pop” “pop” “pop” of the popcorn machine and, Oh my, God! The scent of popcorn popping. A nickel for candy and a dime for a box of popcorn. Irresistible! To me… the scents of perking coffee, sizzling bacon, frying onions and popping popcorn to me have always been irrestible.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo

Reviewed on July 12, 2011

Isn't it amazing what our sense of smell can do for us ... memories recalled so vividly and happily. I think I'd like a cup of coffee now. Very nice write, Mark, very nostalgic. ~Your friend, Lizzie

Reviewed by Joy Hale

Reviewed on July 4, 2011

I was in 7th Heaven reading your delightful poem of the tantilizing scents of foods cooking, popping or perking. Brought me right back to my mother's kitchen in the late 1940's; sweet aromas and the good life in an era when family mattered more than anything. Thanks for the memories. A fabulous, nostalgic piece, loved it!

Joy L. Hale

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald

Reviewed on July 2, 2011

HUmmmm Like this very much Markie. I love all these scents too
hug
Kathy

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on June 27, 2011

Gosh, the stroll down memory lane sure is making me hungry...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Like this one for it is so real, it always amazes me too that certain aromas are locked in tight in our minds and trigger memories faster than even pictures of things from our past.
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Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Now I'm starving....giggle.....aromatic scents indeed, Mark! Mmm! Thanks for sharing this tasty snack....giggle...

Your friend,
Anna

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Hey all my favorite smells Markie. Great Saturday for any kid.

Your #1 Newfie Friend Hugs, XOXOXO, Rose

Reviewed by Laura Fall

A delightful poem well done so wonderfully indeed Laura

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on June 26, 2011

You strike gold here.

The morning smell of coffee...a ten..always
The smell of morning bacon.....a twelve
The smell of morning onions...an eight
With a five point bonus with fried potatoes
Popcorn in the morning? 1972 a seven.
Now? A two.

Hey wait a minute...bacon..I thought your mom ran a kosher kitchen!!! Patrick

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

interestin combination there...~ Morgan

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

So many memories are brought back when we smell things from the past...I remember cheese steaks for some reason...I used to eat them like they were going out of style...surprisingly they did for me, as I can only eat one maybe every once in awhile...good south Philly cheese steaks with fried onions, extra cheese & ketchup...ah what delicious memories...thanks for bringing them back...e

Reviewed by Deb Case (Reader)

What a great nose sensation! My Grandmother used to fry onions and potatoes that she and my Grandfather grew on their small farm. How I loved going to their home! Thank you for awakening a memory today. Windswept

Reviewed by George Carroll

What a tantalizing poem. You bring back many pleasant memories and still love bacon, coffee and onions even with fried liver. Peanuts instead of pop corn but they have no smell just taste delicious in the shell. I remember the peanut vendor in the winter and the smell of peanuts roasting.
George

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