Though it didn't make its way into this poem, my least favorite was liver.
She was an expert
In small comfort food
Cooked cauliflower
In a pressure cooker
With bread crumbs
Made hash
From the end
Of the well done
Roast beef
Run through
The meat grinder
Served with ketchup.
Small comfort food.
Overcooked spinach.
Green-grey baby peas.
We each had one thing
Which was
The most uncomfortable.
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