something as simple
as reading old recipes
bring thoughts of distant times
of kitchens long ago
of people no longer present
of someone
I used to be
before evolving
into the man in this kitchen
today
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Nice! and what is more evocative than food and the aromas of cooking
Thank you. Kitchens are the first room I look at when deciding where to live because cooking is such an essential part of my life.
I can almost smell the various aromas coming from your kitchen…what will you cook tonight ?
Pasta with squid & tomatoes.
Wonderful searching of dearest one.
Thank you.
Most welcome,dear!!
This is so true!
Thank you.
This morning, I was the man in the kitchen. I’m not a foodie, so I’d say Madeleines. Staring down at a pot on the stove, I recall other pots on other stoves in other kitchens. Concise comes to mind here, perfect expression in ten lines.
Thank you, Alan.
And thank you for liking my post!