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Art n science of cooking

When I think of feeling despair for unknown reasons

I know it is time for me to create something

As I think of this, words of a friend come to my mind

As to how she finds comfort in cooking

So I go to the refrigerator and search out ingredients

To make a warm healthy dish for my family

it makes me feel good after washing, cutting

chopping, grinding and sauteing

All the while I take in the aroma of each ingredient

And finally as a whole dish

spooning them for taste testing

and when my nose and tongue

lets me know that is A OK

I find that I am feeling better

Enough to wash the dishes n

wipe down the counter top

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Written by
trp
Published
Oct 24, 2015
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this is free-writing ; please feel free to correct. I will be grateful that you took the time to read.

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#despair#boredom#creativity#taste#achievement#aroma#cooking#involved#homemade
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