English lessons about hospitality

Every evening I chop vegetables for dinner.

I always said no to spicy food.

I remember the first time I saw it.

I turn on my favorite song.

I always thought I hated that dish.

I remember an afternoon last spring.

I chop the onion slowly, not because I have to.

I wake up early on the last day.

I walk past the food stalls at 10 PM.

The first coffee tastes different.

I chop the onions slowly.

I looked at the bowl for a long time.

I walk out of the subway.

I wake up and the house is dark.

I love the market on Saturday.

I put on music and start chopping vegetables.

I turn on some music and start moving.

I love the market on a busy weekend.

I stand at the stove.

I was afraid of sushi for years.

I turn on some music.

I stared at the plate for ten minutes.

I woke up and the air felt different.

I turn on my favorite song.

I walk through the night market.

I smell the night market from my window.

I chop onions slowly, letting each piece fall.

I wake up early today.

I chop the carrots into small pieces.

I heard an old song on the radio today.

I chop onions slowly.

I stared at the durian for ten minutes.

I was tired after a long walk.

The last guest just walked out.

I smell grilled corn from the street.

The house is dark when I wake up.

I walk out of my house at 9 pm.

I sat across from my friend today.

I cooked your favorite dish tonight.

I walk into the market on Saturday.

I walk through the night market.

The smell of street food fills the air.

I held the warm cup.

I chop the carrots slowly.

I step outside and the air changes.

I burned the rice tonight.

I stared at the bowl for a long time.

I love to dance while I cook.

The last guest just closed the door.

I sit at the window with my cup.