It’s official
Black Friday is now on the calendar
like an American holiday.
Even Band-Aids are made in China.
My mother’s stainless-steel bowl
is stamped Made in USA.
Hummingbird feeders hang untended and bereft
as summer sets sail in her wraparound skirt
throwing wet kisses from a vaporous cloud.
Can't say I'm sorry to say goodbye
because I have beets simmering in the pot
and an olive oil cake to whip up in that bowl,
from a recipe I got at Dario Cecchini's kitchen
the famous butcher of Panzano.
In between time I've hit send on my first newsletter
composed by my lonely self with no help from the AI beast
that's been unleashed in our midst without so much
as a by-your-leave.
Send me a message here
and I will share Dario's olive oil cake with you.
Over and out. Now to curl up with a good book
while the oven works.
2 comments:
I so enjoyed this peek into your kitchen. I am very ready for fall and winter too - root vegetables, soups, books, movies, fuzzy blankets. I agree about the AI - no one asked us if we wanted it out there lurking about.
Wow. Wonderful chain of observations and imagery. Love “summer sets sail in her wraparound skirt throwing kisses….”.
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