Grandma told me as she leaned over the sink
Love, honey, is like hot buttered toast
Sometimes sweet, yes! But sometimes like a lemon
Sour to the taste, yet can be turned into lemonade
Being bitter as dark chocolate
Bold as Sriracha
Love is like hot sauce
Don’t know when you’ll get burned
Like a pancake, dark and hard
Scrape away the dark and smother with syrup
Written by Jessica C., Lea D., Natoshia D., and Ashley S.
Taken from the book Kentucky Pie, She Don’t Lie: Food Memoirs by the Women of Scarlet Hope