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So thirty years ago when I was married for the first time. My mother had given me her recipes for her deliscious sauce and her Italian Biscotti cookies. She had passed two years after I was married and about three months after my divorce. After I got divorced I forgot all about the recipes that I had wrote down on a piece paper. So I have been improvising ever since. Each time I make a sauce it seems to be a little different and it never tastes the same way that my mom has always made it. Her sauce was absolutely to die for, anyone who has tried it will tell you the same. Her Biscotti cookies however are like the ones you get in the Shop-Rite made from Stella-Dora the (S) shaped ones. I have never made them again after forgetting about the recipe that my mother had given to me. I figured it was a lost cause trying to improvise on that one. Well, it looks like I'm going to be doing some cooking real soon because yesterday my daughter had come to my house and she handed me a little surprise. My ex-wife was going through her recipe book and she found the recipes that I had wrote thirty years ago and gave them to my daughter to give to me. I must say, that was pretty cool. Needless to say, I will be making some Biscotti cookies and of course I will send some home with my daughter to give to her mom. Can't wait to taste that amazing sauce again...Woohoo !
It was over thirty years ago
When I was married the first time
My mother gave me recipes
That were favorites of mine
Her Italian sauce and Biscotti cookies
She had written down for me
I've cooked them both many a time
Oh, they taste so wonderfully
After I had got divorced
Two years later she had passed
Oh my god, the time sure flies
It's gone by so darn fast
I forgot about the recipes
When I went back on my own
But I did a lot of cooking
When I lived home all alone
Each time now when I make a sauce
It still never tastes the same
I still can't match that special taste
From my mothers cooking hand of fame
I never made the Biscotti cookies
Because the recipe was not around
Until my daughter surprised me and said
"Hey dad, look what I just found"
My ex-wife had them for thirty years
She had found them in a book
And gave them to my daughter for me
So that I can bake and cook
A pretty cool thing my ex had done
Yes, a pretty cool thing I say
So I'll make a batch of Biscotti cookies
And I'll give my ex a tray
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2018
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