A2–B10:37
I stir the pot on low heat.
I stir the pot on low heat.
The onion turns soft and gold.
The onion turns soft and gold.
I think of her smile at the door.
I think of her smile at the door.
Cooking is my way to say things.
Cooking is my way to say things.
Words often feel too big for me.
Words often feel too big for me.
But a spoon of sauce can speak.
But a spoon of sauce can speak.
I add a pinch of salt, then taste.
I add a pinch of salt, then taste.
It needs a little more time.
It needs a little more time.
I let the flavors find each other.
I let the flavors find each other.
The kitchen smells like home.
The kitchen smells like home.
Soon she will sit at the table.
Soon she will sit at the table.
I will watch her take the first bite.
I will watch her take the first bite.
The Sauce Tells the Story
by @daniel09