American Life in Poetry: Fish Fry Daughter
Sara Ries is a poet from Buffalo, N.Y., whose parents run a diner. Here's one of her delightful poems about family life for a short order cook.
Fish Fry Daughter
Holiday Inn kitchen, the day I am born:
My father is frying fish for a party of seventeen
when the call comes from the hospital. He stays
until the batter is crispy, cold salads scooped
on platters, rye bread buttered.
Dad never told me this story.
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