Grandma’s Pie, The Best Gift

Food evokes all the senses: the scent of pastry baking, the sound of a fork clinking on a plate… Enjoy this story about pie which transports me back to childhood.

Thanksgiving memories so rich

Across a joyous bewitch

Luscious fluffy pastry: Smell

of freshly baked apple pie, dwell

into grandma’s spices, nuts

slices of apples with some cheese

Munch the floor, mix some herbs

loads of butter and bit of cold water

grease the dish and bake till golden

Raisins cooked, delicious every bite

Special cuts, flaky crust baked light,

whip the cream, heap up high

Cherry on top, a sumptuous desert

Melting in the mouth, gorgeous aroma drift

I sat and ate, one in my mouth and two in my plate

Years gone, my grandma will not be there for Thanksgiving

Her aromatic, apple pie will be missed amongst the living

Her apple, pumpkin and blue berries 

Sesame sprinkled spinachy heaven

Thin golden crust, clove to leaven

A delight for taste buds, a real treat

Granny made by hand, it was the best gift