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Ode to a Wooden Spoon

Tuesday, 15 March 2011


Thou slender, lean with dependent strength
Thou hast turned throughout the years.
Mixing, folding with perfect faith
Cherished recipes that act as mirrors.
Pancakes with secret ingredients,
Hamantaschen, prune or mohn?
Serving once to dull the pain of penetrating wounds, now gone.
Dinners blended with rapt expedience
Turning, swirling like a song.
Thou shalt be for a memory of when mine brood wast young.

14 Comments leave one →
  1. Tuesday, 15 March 2011 4:56 am

    Sorry about your kuch leffel, but what a lovely tribute you’ve written. May its replacement bring you many more delicious meals and–most important–lots of sweet memories.

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Sunday, 20 March 2011 9:51 pm

      Keyn y’hi ratzon!!!

  2. Tuesday, 15 March 2011 8:34 am

    It’s funny how a well used wooden spoon is “better” than a brand new one- hope the new one is just as good to you. Sweet tribute:)


    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Sunday, 20 March 2011 9:52 pm

      Todah! It feels so different from my other one…I must use it a lot and break it in, I think.

  3. Amitzah permalink
    Tuesday, 15 March 2011 1:08 pm

    That’s great. At least it went doing what it did best, mixing cookie dough for yummy hamantaschen. Although, it’s timing could have been better (hadn’t added the vanilla just yet).

    Hopefully you can make many more memories with your new wooden spoon.

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Sunday, 20 March 2011 9:53 pm

      Spoons, that is. Thanks for the replacement. They are snuggling into their new home quite nicely.

  4. Wednesday, 16 March 2011 1:07 am

    Cherish those fond lifetime memories down kitchen utensil lane. The food will never taste the same again. The spoon finally met itas fate with fork. Haha!

    Please add this to your blogroll (& encourage your fellow bloggers to add my blog or add it to their social networking sites) to help spread the awareness of encouraging acts of goodness & kindness among ALL people. Appreciated!

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Sunday, 20 March 2011 9:53 pm

      Food memories really are strong, aren’t they?!?

  5. Wednesday, 16 March 2011 9:11 am

    i love your tribute 🙂 last year i broke a spatula in my hamantaschen dough too! so this year i used my kitchenaid for everything and it worked just great.

    i’ve only made about 8 dozen…a box is winging its way to you as I type! (oops, there goes my surprise.)

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Sunday, 20 March 2011 9:54 pm

      Never thought to use my Kitchen Aid…

      We loved the package. My kids think that you are some kind of treat fairy 😉

  6. Thursday, 17 March 2011 10:06 am

    I very much like your poem, but I do point out that this is Ode TO a Wooden Spoon. The reason that John Keat’s ode was Ode ON a Grecian Urn is that his ode is about how the figure themselves on the Grecian urn are like an ode. And ode less traveled by….

    • Frume Sarah permalink*
      Sunday, 20 March 2011 9:55 pm

      I know, I know. And it’s been corrected.

      I really think it is because Mrs. C, with whom we learned Keat’s ode, DRILLED the title into our head. A subconscious slip on my part. Thanks for the correction!

  7. Sunday, 3 July 2011 11:47 am

    Hi Frume Sarah! Thanks for linking to my “mohn” filling recipe. These kitchen tools do become our friends, don’t they? I’ve named my kitchen knife Mordechai. Hoping I’ll never have to write him a tribute… Wishing you a fun 4th of July weekend! 🙂


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