SANDRA LEE SMITH
Oh, how I love old recipe clippings
Spattered and tattered
And yellowed with age;
Newspaper clippings and
Scribbled receipts,
On the back of an envelope,
Or the edge of a page.
I love all their names,
How they roll off my tongue,
Names just as sweet
As a song being sung.
Granny’s beet relish,
And Maude’s apple pie,
Aunt Becky’s favorite
Caraway rye.
Church-social brownies,
Miz Carr’s piccalilli,
And here’s a corn relish
We got from Aunt Tilly.
Uncle Jim’s homemade chili
Aunt Ann’s apple strudel,
Sister Sue’s one and only
Best noodle kugel.
I hold in my hand
A bit of the past,
And somewhere beyond
I hear someone ask
“May I have this receipt
for this great cherry pie?
My husband just loves it – and
Oh, so do I!”
And gladly she copies
It down for her guest
On a small piece of paper
That comes to rest
Inside of a cookbook
Or shoebox of snippings,
Spattered and tattered
Recipe clippings.
-Sandra Lee Smith
(*This was previously published in a recipe newsletter I used to subscribe to, called Fare Share…but it was B.C. (before computers) and I have no idea what year. Maybe the late 1980s)
Sandy, so happy you are showing your writing talent on the blog. You have captured the discovery of a written treasure. My multi-talented friend your future is waiting for discovery.
Thanks, Doreen. Thank you for visiting my blog!
I will have to dig through my files to find other “food related” poems of mine.
I also collected a lot of food related poems from cookbooks – or recipes in verse;
for some reason that always appealed to me.
Love, Sandy