Tagged: food

every september, our

every september, our
backyard becomes
an olympic
gymnasium, with dad
as the umpire, overseeing
guest and resident
hummingbirds
as they whip the air
to compete for the last
of the nectar, filling
up for the long
migration south
.
20210912:1930
y

two hours with a

two hours with a
hammer can cause a lot of
damage or yield five

pounds of shelled hazelnuts and
pure joy from working with our hands
.
20210627:1534
y

not all fried chicken

not all fried chicken
are created equal – we
each take detailed notes

across the years, memories
stained with shiny family smiles
.
20210321:1933
y

every three-point-two

every three-point-two
flights, we remember to ask
mom to prepare some

freshly cut apple pear slices
to soothe whatever the journey
.
20210129:1943
y

maybe we are in

maybe we are in
competition and we don’t
know it, just missing

each other in the bamboo
grove, from winter into spring
.
20210104:1438
y

curry is the first

curry is the first
recipe you need to take
away with you to

college – forget ramen, mac
and cheese, bring the potatoes
.
20201222:1046
y

maybe the turnip

maybe the turnip
is the shyest of the root
vegetables, finding

its way onto our plates and
into our hearts with a blush
.
20201207:2124
y

in the mountain that

our tongues

asymmetry is