POEM - Old Family Recipe

Mixing together the ingredients

I’m reminded that this is unique

This is an old family recipe

A secret handed down

On my mother’s side

I wonder how long this has been happening

Who made these first?

Who came up with this mixture?

How old is this really?

In its present state

It can’t be that long

Crisco was introduced in 1911

Combined with all that powdered sugar

It produces a fragile confection

In stark contrast

To old world utilitarian fare

Completely superfluous

Cooking for pure indulgence

Then there is the chemistry of it

Fat and bicarbonate of soda

Battling in the heated oven

Creating an ensconced neutral ground

At the center of every cookie

A delicious void

That bursts forth sweetened fumes

Followed by the melting away

Of the snowy white walls

Of the nibble treat cave