“I have begun to long for you, I who have no greed
I have begun to ask for you, I who have no need”
I made this wonderful Rosemary Chicken Monday night. The sauce was superb. Buttery, deep, and fine. I had a spoonful. I turned away from the stove.
I said, almost out loud “Here Adorable, come here. Come taste this” but there was no one there.
It’s a lonely feeling I’ve grown accustomed to.
Until lately.
Until Adorable came along.
2 comments:
Oh, that looks so good!! I'm not too fond of cooking myself but I do like to eat!
I'm making it again this weekend. Hi Nita!
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