Miz Quickly’s 18 August

One of these photos is mine. The other is not.

If Fishes Were Wishes, I’d be Italian

If I were Italian,
all my grandchildren
would call me Nona,
and I’d make lotsa and lotsa
pasta in a magical
cooking pot.
But I’m not.
So I’m staring at these chips
and this filleted fish,
making wish after wish
that I was.

Miz Quickly’s 18 August prompt throws us a hook. Photos. Tie these photos to fairytales, she says. I’ve incorporated the tale of Strega Nona (an Italian folktale) and The Tale of the Fisherman and the Fish, a fairy tale in verse by Alexander Pushkin. One of those photos is mine, but I’m not saying which one.  Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

14 responses to “Miz Quickly’s 18 August”

  1. My ex- was seriously Italian. I miss her family.

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  2. This is Tagliatelli Whimsicara at it’s most delicious.👏👍

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    1. Thanks,Hobbo! ☺️

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  3. I just love Strega Nona and her magic pasta pot. I read that to my children hundreds of times! This post brought such a big smile to my face. Thank you!


    1. Glad you enjoyed reading it, LuAnne


  4. Love this. I always wanted to be Irish or Japanese.

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    1. I’d go Irish. I think soda bread is probably easier to make than sushi. 🤣

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      1. You’re probably right though I’ve never made either.

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  5. Ah…I did have Italian grandmothers! One of which made her own pasta!
    I’ve not mastered that art. 😀


    1. It’s easier to buy pasta, although it is darned satisfying to make it yourself. 😁

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      1. I make (occasionally) the yummy desert of Cannoli from scratch. I’m looking for how to bake the shells instead of fry them. That is a long process!

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