This blew me away; it's nostalgic because it instantly brought me back to the first time I read a poem with image. It's called "Onions", by William Matthews (http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/26735).
I love the imagery in this. It makes a typical morning seem like an adventure, and it makes me feel like I'm the only enjoying that breakfast. There were a few minor grammar and punctuation errors, and I didn't quite get that last line. But I absolutely loved this poem! Keep it up!