Even the best recipes change over time

 

That apple pie Great Aunt Bernie brings every year?

She picks it up from the nearby corner store, puts it in a pie tin, and takes all the credit

But no one ever seems to mind, it gets eaten anyway

 

What about the green bean casserole that Grandpa makes? Oh yes, that nasty thing

Covered in so much cream of mushroom soup

He’s always so proud, so we each take a small scoop and hope for the best

 

And what about Cousin Mike? Well, he only brings himself

He’s uninterested in spending time with the family

Staying for the meal then leaving without a trace

 

One day this will change. Family will pass on, the young will grow up

One day, the goopy casserole and the corner store apple pie will be missing from the table

And one day, a new recipe will appear courtesy of Cousin Mike