I cooked dinner last night. I wouldn't call it my best overall dinner. The excuse, I didn't have all the ingredients I would have liked to have in the kitchen and I changed my mind with what I was going to fix.
The crowning moment of the night were yams. I sliced them in half and faced the inside up. I cut up raw bacon and put it on top. I added blue cheese, ginger powder, syrup and walnut oil. In the base of the pan I put in some brewed chai tea. I baked these along side spaghetti squash prepared the same way.
What came out was a bite that caused mouth orgasms.
It wasn't until recently that I started to cook once again and I miss it. I miss creating something that can satiate the mind, mouth and body. Why did I stop?
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