![]() ![]() I can recall one Mediterranean style dish I tried to recreate from memory. Of course, there is the opposite of this. These little victories, these seemingly First Day equivalent creations that nourish the body and calm the mind with ecstatic joy. It is these moments that make cooking such an tactile, soul imbibing practice. ![]() A dish that just screams, "HELL YEAH! I AM THE BEST!" A meal that the people you feed it to become so jubilantly enamored with that they become torn between the decision to wolf it down due to extreme tastiness or to savor and relish each sensual, seemingly concupiscent bite. When you're able to just throw something together, completely off the cuff, and come out with something that deserves a tribute in fireworks. The best sort of success in cooking is one where you feel like a God of the Kitchen. Butternut Squash Cupcakes with Sage Frosting and A.Habanero Night -or- Why My Roommate Now Wears Glasses. ![]()
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