Okay my friends...I was inspired by a poem I read yesterday that involved the tastes of a place. And food brings about joyous memories with friends and families and those special people we love. So, here's my challenge:
Write a poem about the tastes of YOUR place...and then maybe include one of your favorite recipes...it can be from that place your wrote about, or one of your favorite recipes...I think it would be really cool to gather recipes of places from around the world....Then I can wake up and say things like, I'd like to travel to Austrailia today or Georgia, and pull a recipe out and be reminded of you! Besides, my recipe box needs new tastes! ENJOY!
Though I live in Idaho now...my strongest memories of taste are from Texas...
So, here's my poem:
Random thoughts on the Flavors of
I’ll tell you a
half dozen things about
the flavors of
The best bar-b-que ribs
and brisket you
ever did taste
because it’s grilled
in a brick fire pit
with
and a homemade with a
vinegar/beer concoction.
Even Bill Miller’s
on a
it almost like that.
Unlike
whose food tastes
cold and processed…
The sauce isn’t too bad though.
And Ahhhh…
the Mexican food
so close to the border
has its advantages.
Those Mexican mamas making masa.
Enchiladas made from real corn tortillas,
with joy from hands which love
to dish deliciousness and
make your tongue tingle with taste.
Now that’s
-a true taste corner.
And did I tell you
about Big Red,
bubble gum soda,
the flavor of childhood
and firemen’s picnics…
and Blue Bonnet icecream…
You can’t buy that here in
a state
so lackluster in flavor.
Is it because the
borders are so far way?
or is it because I miss
The taste of home…
Even
tasted better in
grilled with my daddy’s hand
for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Is it because my daddy
is a good cook?
Or do the potatoes
gain flavor
being trucked
all that distance?
I’m not dissing
on
Perhaps, I’m just missing
the Flavors of
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