Sometimes it's sweet, like strawberry mousse on the first day of spring 🍓
Sometimes it's bitter, like black coffee after a long night ☕
And sometimes it's warm and tender, like homemade soup in rainy weather 🍲🌧️
I like to cook "for feeling", for emotion.
Maybe that's why my dishes are rarely the same - because every day brings something new:
sometimes a little more pepper 🌶️, sometimes more tenderness 💞
Cooking for someone you love is like touching their heart. Without words. Through taste. Through the warmth of your hands.
And then love becomes edible. You can taste it - and smile 😌🍴💫