Homemade Noodles
Sarah Rebecca made
homemade noodles
Because it was the only way . . .
Everything from scratch!
Sarah Rebecca made
homemade noodles
Because it was the only way . . .
Everything from scratch!
Rhoda Ann copied her mother
and cooked them
In savory chicken broth
And served them hot
On a plate in a bowl
Made of mashed potatoes.
and cooked them
In savory chicken broth
And served them hot
On a plate in a bowl
Made of mashed potatoes.
Velva Ruth remembered how
they warmed her insides,
After school
On cold, snowy Idaho afternoons
And made them from scratch . . .
For us!
And I watched with
little girl eyes,
My nose even with the table top,
A snowy white dish towel covering
A drying mound of homemade noodles.
they warmed her insides,
After school
On cold, snowy Idaho afternoons
And made them from scratch . . .
For us!
And I watched with
little girl eyes,
My nose even with the table top,
A snowy white dish towel covering
A drying mound of homemade noodles.
Laurel Ann (that's me), makes
homemade noodles
Cooked in chicken broth
Served over "real" mashed potatoes
For special occasions . . .
like birthdays,
Not because they're cheap and filling
(which they are),
But because they're labor intensive
and time consuming
and take most the day.
They fill my family with love!
homemade noodles
Cooked in chicken broth
Served over "real" mashed potatoes
For special occasions . . .
like birthdays,
Not because they're cheap and filling
(which they are),
But because they're labor intensive
and time consuming
and take most the day.
They fill my family with love!
* Written in 1994, this poem is the only thing I've ever written which was published. It was included in the Mesa Public School's writing awards book for that year. I was working as an instructional aide at the time, so qualified to enter something in the contest. I joined Janae (twice) and Eric who had also won awards from MPS and been published. I originally wrote the poem as part of a writing class at ASU. I wanted to honor the mothers who came before me. The picture of Dave and I is also from about 1994.
6 comments:
Happy Mother's Day! Thanks for lots of yummy homemade meals! Oh, and David looks COOL :)
I love how you laid this post out, it makes the poem. I was entered twice? How come I don't remember what the other time was?
I just emailed you your mystery gift that disappeared. I love you and thought of you today, thanks for all you've done for me.
I remember 4th grade (grandpa and grandma dancing)and then sometime in high school. I think that was the essay about going to see Velva at her Alzhemier's home. Eric's essay was during his Poston years.
I still think the pairing of mashed potatoes and noodles is a little odd, but I love that there is so much history and tradition behind this meal. It makes eating the dish so much more interesting!
I hope you had a happy Mother's Day. Our family is grateful to have you as a mom, mother-in-law and grandma.
Laurel, What an amazing poem and legacy! Dave talks about your noodles all the time! I love all the family pics, and I saw those cute twirling skirts, too-of course, our grand daughters NEEDED them! Love those boys, too-
Christy
Mom- I just wanted to let you know I read your blog and love it, just no more embarrassing pictures of me!! What's up with you and Sally and the flattering shots of me in all my glory??
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