Neighbors sharing time,
Help and food,
Kindred thoughts of kindness
Syllable Lune
Neighbors sharing time,
Help and food,
Kindred thoughts of kindness
Syllable Lune
Sweet colorful treat
Never before tasted
Gifted by neighbor
Delight to the eyes as well as
Tantilizing to palate
Tanka
Sharing lunch
And bits of wisdom
Seasoned with
Laughter and tears
Met with an ol’ friend today
Banquet of blessings
Shadorma
During quarantine
Learning the value of our
Ordinary objects
Cookbooks, ovens, dinner plates
Become familiar
Tanka
I grew up in a time when people rarely ate out, at least those I knew. My family always ate meals at home around our big Formica kitchen table where conversation was shared along with mom’s wonderful home cooking.
I learned to cook and bake from my mom and aunt, most of my friends did also. It was just an ordinary part of life back then.
High School had Home Ec classes and Shop classes as part of our learning experience, to prepare us for living as adults.
There were some restaurants, but our family rarely ate out. A treat for us was to occasionally eat a light supper out on a Friday night shopping trip downtown at Woolworth’s lunch counter. We would order toasted egg salad sandwiches with pickles on the side and potato chips. As we waited for our food we would watch what was called the “dumb waiter” open and close as it carried food up and dish tubs down as the kitchen was downstairs from the counter above.
So cooking my meals at home during this time of quarantine has not been a big change for me at all, as that is what I usually do anyhow. I feel it tastes better and is less costly to do so, although I do occasionally like to order a pizza or sub sandwich at a local restaurant as a treat.
But many people during this time of virus, are having to learn to cook as they stay home in quarantine. It is a new experience for them as they were accustomed to frequently eating out. They are now sharing recipes and pictures of their dinner creations on Facebook. The family dinner table is being restored, and ordinary things like ovens, and mixing bowls, are being used again.
That is the good I see coming out in all of this. That is the part of this I hope has some lasting effect, as immediate families grow closer together and spend more quality time at home, and life slows down to bring appreciation of ordinary things.
NaPiWriMo Day 8–Prompt: Ordinary Things
At a time when
Gatherings are discouraged
Sparrows meet together
Feasting on food provided
By their Father in heaven
Tanka
Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Matthew 6:26
(Seeing these birds in the parking lot at my local grocery was a great reminder that God will provide during these unstable times and like the birds I should not worry about what I will eat or drink.)
A culinary delight!
When I first met you,
It was true love at first sight!
Especially so,
After taking that
Very first
Bite!
EPULAERYU: (7 lines–33 syllables–7-5-7-5-5-3-1 About a culinary treat or favorite food. Ends with an exclamation point! = !)
I first saw and tasted Pizza in the late 1950’s in a small Italian restaurant in Kenosha, Wisconsin. My older sister had discovered it through eating out with some of her high school friends and excitedly told our family about this wonderful new food item. So our whole family went to see what it was and we all loved it! It ended up being my dad’s favorite food 😊
Where Did The Word “Pizza” Come From, Anyway?
For more information:https://www.dictionary.com/e/whats-the-origin-of-pizza/
Thankful for full plates now empty
Thankful for hands that cook and bake
Thankful for another day
Thankful for hearts that care
Thankful for thirst now quenched
Thankful for warm places
Thankful for
My life
Thankful
Nonet
Food Bank line grows
More goes out than goes in
What is on your plate?
Haiku
Haiku Horizons Week #243 Prompt: Plate
In Booming Economies, Food Banks at Busier than Ever
http://money.cnn.com/2018/01/12/pf/housing-prices-food-bank/index.htm
Non-edible crown
The blossom of the thistle
Conceals a soft heart
Haiku
Homemade bread
A fresh tomato sandwich
A link to the past
Senryu
When I was a kid in the 50’s my school lunch, in a brown paper sack, consisted of a tomato sandwich made from mom’s homemade bread and a garden fresh tomato. I still love that combo.