curry
forgotten curry
settling in the back of
the cupboard slips its way
into my line of sight
and I prepare my chicken
with it.
Some mixed peppercorn,
a bit of garlic powder,
a dash of salt, and seasoned
flour.
a meal fit for a queen and
her party of fools
dances on my sensitive
tongue.
diced potatoes, steamed
broccoli, and filtered water
to wet my whistling lips.
I fall into the beauty
that is meal prep and
the dog stands guard at
the kitchen door, waiting
for dropped morsels.
there aren’t any.
Great curry! Well shared 👌👌
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Thank you!
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😊😊
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👍👍
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gotta love those dogs waiting for the morsels! 💞
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Finding the forgotten is one of life’s little pleasures.
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Yes! Such truth in that statement!
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Poor Jernee!
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Haha. She can’t have everything. Lol.
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Yum, love a good curry especially when it’s spicy.
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It wasn’t spicy. I can’t really take too much spice. Lol
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Oh I see, I like it a little more spicy 😅
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I remember!
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Dogs always wait for dropped morsels. Sometimes I accommodate.
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Haha. She couldn’t have any of that. Lol.
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There wouldn’t be at my house either! I love curry!
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Haha. Exactly! Me, too!
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