As I cook…
Dicing
Slicing
Tossing
Stirring
Inhaling in
The half cooked aromas
Checking on
Salt sugar balance
Measuring oil buter and ghee content
Mixing spices…
Watching it all
Taking hues and shades
Anew
In the deep bottommed wok
Changing form
Softening
And synergysing
Into a favourable
Familar taste
And fragrance
It fills my soul
The sheer beauty
Of the sizzle
And crackle
Of Cooking
Comfort food
That flows down
Through generations
My Grandmother’s culinary
sensibilities
Blend with my Mother’s taste for perfection
My cooking, blends it together
Becoming my Act of Love
Wonderfully written poem, dear 💓
Thank you so much
Beautiful 💕
Thank you so much