I suddenly wanted to cook,
but not for myself this time
maybe my parents will love it
to have a special meal tonight.
So i picked some recepies i know
and knew well to make them best
and wrote each ingrediant in detail
in case i missed any of it in the end.
I invited my best friend for dinner
no harm in getting an honest opinion
on what i thought is a likeable meal
to be enjoyed well on the whole.
A curry, some lentils , and lot of spices
a special dough for the bread is made
a last minute thought dessert by mom
and i was all set to acknowledge the likes.
Apart from the under cooked curry,
every thing was perfectly done,
and i covered that disappointment of me
but brewing a perfect coffee flavour.
The dinner was fun and lively too
after a long time i showed my skills
and i would have been all so happy
if not for the piles of crckery in the sink.
Prompted @ Big Tent Poetry
too good 🙂 … I am sure all of them enjoyed the dinner … cooking for parents is all together different experience , and specially if its first time 🙂
wasn’t the first time but yeah, firsttime in 4-5 months ! loved it 🙂
Sounds like a wonderful dinner.
No doubt about your talent my dearest friend…you have made me hungry too!!! Yummmm…I enjoyed this very much!! Big hugs to you oxox
Ah, the price that must be paid for the sensory pleasures!
I love cooking…
beautiful story.
Cooking can be fun, but cleaning up is not.
Nice story.
Cooking is good for the soul, but cleaning up is for the birds.
I second Laurie’s comment! Love your poem…
dirty dishes is the downside of cooking, for sure! why, oh why?! 🙂
There is always a price!
Nice…
Seems like a lot of enjoyment 🙂