“Welcome to my kitchen world where the poems start sometime and all the problems get an airing
“Welcome to my kitchen world where the poems start sometime and all the problems get an airing and the possibility of dream walking with a casual visitor is dependent on how many of us eat garlic raw. And if you are here it’s ‘cause you want to be. Not like white boys want to just be any damn where they think it’s all going on. But more like a true feeling for leaning long into the arms of a sister or a stranger who smells like wells of sadness sometime. Nothing academic to back up the story. Nothing to prove. No way to prove it. This is where the memory of smell and furious tasting goes on. Don’t try to write down the recipe. Listen to where you are going. This is not like stealing the sheet music off the stand after the colored composer has finished the gig. Recipe now: Chickpea salad, oh, yeah.”–Laurie Carlos, The Cooking Showphoto credit: Vegan Feast Catering -- source link
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