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Entitled "Not My Mama's Macaroni & Cheese"

No one can touch

My momma’s macaroni and cheese

I never saw anybody come close

And even if they did they don’t have her touch and feel

Thankfully you are not my mama

You are completely different unlike anything that has touched my life before

No one can touch my mamas macaroni and cheese

Luckily I don’t have to worry about you making it

Thanks to you being lactose intolerant

Unlike my mom was macaroni and cheese

You bring something to my life

That doesn’t actually wave me down

You bring me peace peace of mind

Unlike a piece of macaroni and cheese burnt in the corners of the pan

You have never not once scarred my life

When I am around you my plan and ideas are fully cooked for success

A recipe that she herself could never get right no matter what recipe she tried

No one can touch my mamas macaroni and cheese

Especially not you

The regret that she could not make me happy like you

Is a reminder to her that

The only bond we have left is through the food that we consume

And when you mentioned

That I liked your cauliflower version

The look on her face said “ I have truly filled not only as a mother, but as a black mother at that”

It took everything inside of her

Not to slap me back to the womb

“He must’ve bumped his goddamn head”

No one can touch my mama’s macaroni and cheese

And at this point no one even wants to

She has too many high standards

More importantly the taste buds of her beloved son

Have changed he is a stranger at the table now

No one can touch my mama’s macaroni and cheese

It is time for it to retire forever living in the cookout Hall of Fame

The new era class is ushered in

The boy that used to love his mamas macaroni and cheese

Is a man now and I think he prefers quinoa and kombucha



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