The Kitchen 8

The smell is intoxicating. It fills my senses. 

The sound is intoxicating. It fills my senses.

My eyes are bright and my hands move on their own without my command.

The onions and garlic sizzle in a pan of oil making a sweet melody. 

The smell of garam masala washes my senses and I immediately feel comfort. 

I sway back and forth to the rhythm of my own making.

The kitchen is my kingdom where I rule.

Recipes are mere guidelines where you easily wiggle around.

The kitchen is exciting, delicious, inventive, creative. 

In the kitchen I find peace.

It’s one of my favorite things.

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