Sticky Rice, My BFF

Where have you been all my life?

Decades of

Sweet cornbread and chili

Egg noodles, beef tips, mushrooms.

Flings of pasta

Every shape and size

Every sauce

Daily devotions

Of my beloved tubers

Only a Gamgee would understand

All meant nothing

The moment I had you

My dear sweet sticky rice.

The way you hold

A dab of sauce

Sauteed cabbage, picked carrots, cucumber.

Best Friends Forever

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