Mother's food.....

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Everything remains the same
The utensils…The groceries
The spices…The proportions

I try to imitate you…Boil..cook…fry
The procedures…the methods
Everything remains the same

But I never get the same feel
When I eat the food cooked by me!
Slowly I realized the fact…
After  this many years
After  me also becoming a mother

That….nothing can replace the taste
A food cooked with mother's love
A food filled with her affection
That gives the aroma
The brings the taste
That fills the stomach
That satiates the soul


(For Poetry Jam:Home Cooked)

Comments

alan1704 said…
A food cooked with mother's love - There is no substitute for love and the actions of the heart. Great emotion in this.
August 6, 2014 at 12:04 PM
Intelliblog said…
How very true... The best food is that cooked with love for people you love. I am sure your own children will feel that same way when they eat the food that you prepare for them!
August 6, 2014 at 12:14 PM
Anonymous said…
Eternal truth.most delecious.
August 6, 2014 at 12:54 PM
Sumana Roy said…
how right you are..i always feel the same way...a mother's love is a mother's love ...
August 6, 2014 at 3:09 PM
Mary said…
So very true, PT. That food made by mother cannot be surpassed. The memories of the tastes of a mother's love-cooked food lasts forever but cannot be replicated.
August 6, 2014 at 5:50 PM
Gabriella said…
This is so true, PT. One can never fully replicate one's mother's dishes. My own grandmother had a recipe for a cake that all her children loved. Nowadays when they make it, all the cakes taste different.
August 6, 2014 at 8:13 PM
Gillena Cox said…
well crafted, nostalgic; have a nice Wednesday

much love...
August 6, 2014 at 8:23 PM
Arushi Ahuja said…
this is so utterly true... i can never cook like mommy! plus ive never in my life eaten food so well cooked as hers... it is just fulfilling... it quenches the soul!! loved your poem!
August 6, 2014 at 11:21 PM
Helen said…
A story poem, lovely.
August 7, 2014 at 12:06 AM
Myrna R. said…
I love this. My daughter often complains that her food, cooked exactly like mine, just doesn't taste the same. Now I know why.
August 7, 2014 at 5:53 AM
Carrie Van Horn said…
It feeds the soul for sure. Mother's love and Mother's food...surely a comfort always. Love this PT :-)
August 8, 2014 at 11:10 PM
Mary Ann Potter said…
A nice tribute to mom's home cooking! Love is the most important ingredient, isn't it?
August 10, 2014 at 1:10 AM
Stacy M.S. said…
this is beautiful, and true!

the recipes just never taste the same as when mom/dad cooks it!


stacy lynn mar
warningthestars.blogspot.com
August 10, 2014 at 4:18 PM
Donna Smith said…
Nicer. Just perfect and so true. And I hope my kids feel the same way, even though it wasn't as good as my mom's and dad's cooking!
August 12, 2014 at 1:57 AM
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