Cup of Jo readers just experienced a firestorm. Swept up in the fun of describing life as a food travelogue, folks created poetry...
Born in barbecue, stayed in barbecue. Barbecue forever. -Anne
Born in hotdish, and now I live abroad in raw herring. -Penny
Wine to cheese curds and then back to wine. -Molly
Grew up in garbage plates, married bibimbap, then settled in funeral potatoes. -Niki
Left sourdough for gado gado in a fry bake. Now live in elk tacos on a plow disc. -Anna