Mama’s Chicken & Dumplins
Mama taught me to make
the family favorite.
Her’s were light and fluffy
speckled with bright green
parsley. Spoonfuls of batter
atop the chicken and gravy
Ten minutes topless
Ten minutes covered.
I went off the grid making
mine with flecks of thyme to
spice it up.
Moist dumplins soaked
in chicken gravy ready to
slither down.
Nosy lid lifters were not
permitted.
Mama’s big wooden spoon
would smack your paw as
my little brother found out
real quick!
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Oh, Linda, what a fun recipe poem! I love it all, especially the slithering gravy and nosy lid lifters!.
Thx Gaby! It was a fond memory!
This is more than just a recipe, it’s a family tradition that you are carrying on! Love that thought!
Thx Kathleen!
Linda – What a great memory. I love a rebel with herbs! The “nosy lid lifters” is a wonderful phrase.
Love little brother’s paw.
There is a thread from stove to heart that holds you if you are very lucky. I would say you are.
Honestly, I could smell it cookin! Great poem, thanks for sharing.