I like to try new foods… I’m usually very willing.
I write down every recipe…the light ones and the filling.
I buy the right ingredients…no matter what they cost.
Then when I start to make the dish…the recipe is lost.
Did I put it with the others… still waiting to be found?
I know I’ve seen it somewhere… it has to be around.
I look high and low…I search near and far.
It isn’t in the kitchen. Did I leave it in the car?
Did I write it on an index card? I have to laugh at that.
I usually find it someplace strange… like underneath the cat.
What did I write it on? I wish I had a clue.
It could be written on the back of a bill that’s now past due.
I found a recipe today for a soup I’ll soon be make’n.
Do you know where I can buy a pound of pumpkin bacon?
Please don’t make me move…
Don’t look at me. I hid it last time.
The cat won’t help us, so I’m in her bed.
Don’t worry Kip…I’ve got it covered. No pumpkin bacon soup for us…
Is this stove gas or electric?
She went to the store. It’s Lav’s fault. She told MG she liked bacon donuts.
We’re in high cotton tonight in Georgia, Kentucky. To the Ark tomorrow!
This sounds like me with my new recipes! Love the poem. Hugs 🤗 and kisses 😘 y
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I’ll never forget the night we cooked the gourmet meal at your house…pretty funny😆😉
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Excellent poem you wrote MG!
My wife will copy a recipe
On anything laying around.
She’s like you in that I’ve found
Except it’s filed where it can be found!!
I tried MG!
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I appreciate your honesty 07😅
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I’ve been packing but find I’ve lost one shoe. We’ve been on a scavenger hunt for it. Tomorrow is forgottenman’s birthday so I’m packing early so I can cook him a special meal tomorrow. Shhh. It’s a secret.
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Your secret is safe with me. Tell Forgottenman I said Happy Birthday!
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