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Soul Food

When I am working in the kitchen Removing my warm mittens Pouring and measuring Mixing and stirring Preparing a sumptuous meal Of some curry or veal And when asked for seconds My eyes glitter like diamonds

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Duncan Chappell

Date: 3/4/2011 1:12:00 AM

oh i feel the taste of you food here my friend send me some thank you

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 3/3/2011 4:43:00 PM

Ah, yes, the pleasure that comes from knowing your hard work in the kitchen paid off! I bet your eyes do "glitter like diamonds" when they ask for another helping of curry or veal. Delicious write, dear! Love, Carolyn

Harry Horsman

Date: 3/3/2011 1:12:00 AM

proof of the pudding in the eating, my mother always said. this is so soulfully simple, yet says everything. awesome. Harry

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/2/2011 11:34:00 PM

oh, this is wonderful. It is so nice to cook for appreciative people. I have a sister, when she comes to visit me with her family, she says to me, "don't cook don't cook for us. We just want to go get Mcdonalds or something." SHe takes away from me the joy of cooking for family!