So I made our family dinner this long weekend... nothing too special-- pork roast, potatoes, carrots... some chutney. I thought it was quite tasty, and everyone seemed to enjoy it.
Cooking makes me happy. I'm not artsy at all, but I feel that way when I cook. It's relaxing and chaotic and beautiful all at once. I think that's art, isn't it?
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