Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Recipes of Old

The chicken soup’s a’boil,
Fluffy matzoh balls on tap.
We’ll use lots of eggs and oil
By the time we call a wrap.

All the pots and pans are waiting,
And the cookie sheets as well,
For the food we are creating
Which tradition does compel.

As we roast and bake and simmer
For this Friday’s festive meal,
I feel more than just a glimmer
Of this holiday’s appeal.

There’ll be dishes on the table
Made from recipes of old
And each taste will thus enable
Reminiscence to take hold.

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Cona Adams April 3, 2015 at 11:15 AM i love the way you tell a story, Ilene. Every one's a seven for me. And, what could be a better subject than family meals together?

Andrea Dietrich April 1, 2015 at 11:14 PM It's so interesting how easter lines up with the Jewish customs as well. enjoy your holiday, Ilene. I love traditional things.

Robert Johnson April 1, 2015 at 9:24 PM Memories and traditions inspire such renditions. May peace and love fill all the souls and ease gastric conditions. :)

Emile Pinet April 1, 2015 at 9:30 AM Loved it, great imagery and a pace set with a friendly downhome tempo. Emile. #7

Jan Allison March 31, 2015 at 5:10 PM When I was a private nanny for a Jewish family I adored the food especially at passover - i still have such vivid memories although it was many many years ago now - i can even remember the prayers my boss used to recite every Friday night when the candles were lit:-) Hugs Jan xx