Joyce Johnson Poet Epulaeryu

Good Eatin'

Best low country boil ever,
Mama's noodle soup.
One big, old, fat, laying hen,
Mom's home-made noodles
rolled thin, hung to dry,
dropped in broth.
Ymmm!

For Sara Kendrick's  "Low Country Boil" Contest

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Iolanda Scripca July 14, 2011 at 9:24 PM ...and I am soooo hungry now! I remember mom's homemade noodles and that chicken soup with golden coins floating so deliciously :) Yummmm! Great Epulaeryu you created here, dear Joyce! Love, iolanda

Andrea Dietrich July 14, 2011 at 9:08 PM REALLY good work here. Thanks for telling me about your son. Gosh I am nearly 56!! And a happy belated Bday to you. So you are Cancer baby? My baby sis is too. Luv, Andrea

Lee Ramage July 14, 2011 at 8:48 PM I can smell it.... great words! lee

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 14, 2011 at 8:47 PM GREAT Joyce... sounds like something my Mom would have luved to make but we never knew it was called low country boil .. good luck in the contest my friend... Ymmmm!

Juanita Warden July 14, 2011 at 8:21 PM Reminds me of my granny..Love this..A winner to me...hugs