Mama's Noodle Soup

Nothing will ever taste as good as Mama’s homemade noodle soup. It was the cure for everything from chicken pox to the nasty croup. It was worth the while of getting sick to be brought a nice big bowl. To make a soup that tastes like hers has been my life-long goal. Papa would dress a big fat hen which Mama boiled ‘til it fell apart. She’d separated meat from bones but that was just the start. To make her noodles she’d break eggs, enough to fill a cup and one single tablespoon of water would completely fill it up. Flour enough for stiff dough rolled and hung to dry, then cut into the noodle soup, it was simply for to die. Noodle soup was one of many that Mama fed her brood.. No gourmet cook has ever made a soup to taste so good. By: Joyce Johnson. Won no. 1 I dedicated this poem to PD and guarantee it will cure any ailment she has.