way of cooking and tell me they loved every bits of what was served. but i thought about how, even if they loved my version, they still wouldn't be able to satisfy my hunger. maybe that’s what it means to be full but empty just like... me
in my cooking, i've always followed a recipe the one that everyone would love to taste and eventually devour. but i never thought about how i wanted the meal to turn out for my own until i discovered what was missing from each recipe. it could be a pepper, a fragrance
or a few little more time of heat. after discovering what i wanted i didn't cooked for anyone's sake anymore it was all about how i'd like it and whether i would enjoy consuming my own creation. but there would always be moments when i wanted for others to taste my own