KITCHEN LESSONS

My kitchen is well equipped With memories Recipes titled Aunt Bernice’s Brittle Mom’s Fruit Cobbler Pat’s Naples Pizza I smell vanilla Remember Sugar cookies My first solo recipe Baked at Dad’s request Apples Gram’s pie crust lessons Combining by look and feel Replacing measuring cups and spoons Cooking has become My passion Years of success and failure Blend into a gut feel For ingredients I still measure But don’t fret if the vanilla Pours over the teaspoon I love hot spices But temper them for others Careful of too much salt Too little pepper But garlic Oh garlic I measure garlic with my heart - Val Urbat