Saturday Cake Bake

happiness came in stone coloured  crockery

in a pudding bowl with a wooden spoon

with each stirring of something special

creamiest of mixtures worked and poured

into baking tins placed high on oven racks

timed to rise to light and airy perfection

kitchen aromas drifted into the sitting room

where Ernie sat in his comfy chair

busy making roll ups in front of a red glow fire

tissue thin paper sandwiched a pinch of baccy

pressed and rolled into shape then finished with  

spit lick before being stored in an old tin

but the best bit of all for a seven year old fidget

the remains left in the bowl of plenty

handed over by nan with a smile and a wink

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

Yes who doesn’t love the last lickings?, almost every child that I know, what a nice take family togetherness and warmth and love for each other….and it’s also fun to cook together as well…..and then Ernie busy making his rollups and gently putting them in a tin……the glow of the fire tops it off….warm a cozy Chris!
Best, B

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much Betty. I appreciate your kind review. All the best.

Chris

[Betty Hermelee]

you're very welcome dear Chris
hope all is well'
Best, B

[Gee]

What a lovely childhood memory Christine. Time spent with nan and grandad.
Can smell the cakes baking and picture the old fella in his chair preparing his ciggies. In poetry speak, "quite delightful my dear :))"
Hope you are well Christine

[Chris Shaw]

Hello Gee. I lived with my mum and dad at my grandparents for seven years as a child, so they feature quite a bit in my memories. Pleased you enjoyed the read. Trying to relax this weekend in the marina after a very busy week. No peace for the wicked :)) Hope your weekend is relaxing.

Chris

[Aura]

This is a nice childhood memory of a saturday spent baking cake. My favourite line has to be
"in a pudding bowl with a wooden spoon
with each stirring of something special
creamiest of mixtures worked and poured" it makes me visualize the buttery smooth batter and i used to lick the cake batter of the spoon after. This is a sweet poem

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Aura. I appreciate you stopping by to share your thoughts. All the best to you.
read moreThank you Aura. I appreciate you stopping by to share your thoughts. All the best to you.

Chris

[Aura]

My pleasure.

[keith]

i had to ask my friend, google, just what is baccy?
then i reread and had an aaaaaha moment
i like the descriptive term 'spit lick' ... i will think of it when i roll one up! HA!
a comfortable write that takes me back to great memories of my grandmother baking one of my favorite cakes (other than german chocolate)
mohnkuchen ... german poppy seed cake
now i have to go bake one
thank you

[Chris Shaw]

German poppy seed cake, now that is worth remembering. Thanks Keith. Now save me a bit of cake if you bake one eh? Appreciate you stopping by. You are always welcome.

Chris

[lightsong]

THIS IS what I call WARMTH!! Chris! thank YOU PLENTY for sharing this with us! I can't express how much love, warmth, safety I felt from first word to the last, I close my eyes and I can imagine all the scenes.
"the remains left in the bowl of plenty" Believe ME, though I am now a grown up, still they are my FAVORITE! Hugs of happiness to Ernie and You, our loving caring Lady*

[Chris Shaw]

So pleased you got some warmth from this write lightsong. Going on a nostalgia trip lately, probably following my mum's death. All sorts of memories flooding back. I have to say big thank yous to you for your very warm review. Sending love across the pond.

Chris