A spark of memory (pretzel logic)

Funny how it goes
A word
A phrase
Brings a spark of a memory
Long forgotten.
A song sends my mind into yesterday
Large places of bright lights
A child holding his hand
Money exchanged for warm curled dough
Two cups of liquid
Mustard and cheese to accompany
The white salt crusted delicacy.
Scent of yeast rise to my nose
As my hand warm from paper wrappers
And I follow him, piece by piece ripped
And dipped
Into one or the other
And the yellow dripping from his chin
As he chews slowly
Savoring each bite.
I try the one,
Yuck, not a fan of spice,
As the bite slides down my throat with a burn
And my eyes grow wide
To realize
Nope, mustard is not the flavor for me.
But hot cheese mellow
Oozing and gooey orange
I break into a grin with the delight
Wonder abound at this new treat found.
He’s been gone many years now
But I recall the shining glasses he wore
Reflections of a hundred lights above
As I looked up at him with a smile
And we listened to Kodachrome
Riding in his car as we zoomed into the day
Bellies filled with my first pretzel
So hot and soft
Like these memories that roam through
Leaving me a gentle laugh
And a pang of sadness for the child that was
And longing for days spent making memories
Living the everyday simplicity
Of a day spent trying something new
Just one spark
A lyric to wish me back
To yesterday.

After reading Nehas lyric from the sound of music this morning my mind took a turn to a memory of when I was a young girl and my Uncle Chuck upon finding out I had never tried a hot pretzel, proceeded to make a u turn and pulled into a mall in Rochester and bought me one. Maybe it’s the Bavarian thing or just a skip down memory lane but it leaves me wishing for a day off to go to the mall and just sit and people watch while eating a hot pretzel with hot gooey cheese.


16 thoughts on “A spark of memory (pretzel logic)

  1. A whole plate? I can feel my pants tightening just thinking about it. I am a freak lately for beer cheese anything, dip, soup…..have to try it on pretzels though….I scrape a lot of the salt off most of the time, depending on the amount 😊 thanks so much for the comment and I’m glad you enjoyed😊

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  2. How I went from the sound of music to pretzels…where is the logic I ask myself….now steely dan, pretzel logic I could see that😊the little mysteries of this amazing life, wow😊 thanks my friend.

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  3. I’m a purist, just the pretzel and salt… love the salt! Great post, now I want one. There is a bavarian bakery near us and when you eat there, they give you a plate of hot pretzels… that is usually enough for me, but, I somehow manage to stuff more into my mouth. Great post! DAF

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