Today, I'm going to cook, bought myself a recipe book. there's a pan, a jug of water, these little things matter. add some sugar, some salt, and empty a bag full of malt. Now, stir it hard without a halt, wait for the aromas to exalt. you might wonder what I'm making? it's all hard work and painstaking. I'm preparing a secret soup, don't try to snoop. It has a love-laughter paste, you would know after you taste.
A fun write from your poetic pen today, Abhi. Hope your soup was delicious when it was cooked. It sounded like a real treat! Lovely write! Thank you for sharing, Abhi...
I hope your secret soup had a flavor of happy, seasoned with love and passion. A fun write. I love making soup. Carrot and coriander and broccoli and stilton are my two specials. My family enthuse over my soups. Enjoyed your words.
I love to cook, but don't have a clue what water, salt, and malt might turn into. These words have got my curiosity up.
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Haha.. there's nothing like trying and seeing for yourself.. ;) Thank you Sam for reading and review.. read moreHaha.. there's nothing like trying and seeing for yourself.. ;) Thank you Sam for reading and reviewing the write :)