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When I started this blog in 2005, my first idea was to make the whole thing about chicken spaghetti, a favorite casserole of my Southern childhood. I thought about posting variations on the recipe and photos of how they turned out. However, I soon realized that an audience for such a blog would be non-existent tiny. So, instead I turned my attention to kids' books, but kept the name since it seemed child-friendly.
I still think about the dish, though, and, after a Twitter search, have located my fellow casserole people. Like me, lots of other folks like their mom's version, Grandma's, Aunt So-and-So's, and when they're really pleased with their own efforts, they post pictures.
On Twitter, chicken spaghetti = happiness, and these tweets are music to my ears. I removed hash tags, added some punctuation, and stirred some of the short odes into a poem. Here goes:
Chicken Spaghetti: A Found Poem from Twitter
Y'all, I can cook.
Sauteeing burns my eyes
but it is worth it
in the end.
Remember how excited we got
when we thought about
Ya girl throws down
and garlic bread.
Anna Beth is at it again.
Chicken spaghetti, rolls, corn on a cob,
kiss the cook.
And on the 8th day
God made chicken spaghetti,
and all was good.
I'm cooking collard greens,
chicken spaghetti and fried porkchops!!
Jalapeño cornbread! Boom!
If you can cook chicken spaghetti, I'll probably