The Joy of Cooking

Jeffrey hummed.

There was something special about working in the kitchen. Pulling his earlier efforts into one memorable feast.

Precious few would appreciate the balance achieved, the struggles involved.

Mixing flavours and memories. Sweet and salty.

Onions began to sweat and sizzle in the cast-iron pot. Still, he knew the menu was not to everyone’s taste.

His co-workers, for instance.

Setting aside the chef’s knife, he turned to the well-stocked refrigerator. The delicacies of friendship.

Jeffrey smiled as he inhaled aromas, then opened the door.

Heads and hearts: the refrigerator was full of them.

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