Macaroni smiles enrobed in Monterey Jack
unlock memories of steam curling
through chilly restaurant air,
the fragrance of cheesy comfort
caressing my senses. Buttered noodles
coated in shredded Parmesan, dusted with peppercorns
graced a seemingly bottomless ceramic bowl,
a childhood delicacy.
Tonight, I lie in bed, belly full of comfort food and fond memories.