Maybe it’s the techniques,
It could be all the flavors or styles,
The one thing about a dish that hits,
It can make anybody smile.
I whip it,
I flip it,
I twist it,
I Make if fold,
Even when it’s hot,
My end product is just too cold,
The sound of sizzling with a whiff of scorching heat,
Fucked up the whole recipe and still landed on my feet,
Everyone needs a trial for their destiny to be complete,
The one thing I never forget is everybody’s gotta eat,
One plate at a time and one more drink,
One steak at a time a hungry man can’t think,
Food is my love language,
This act of service can never be beat,
My passion to cook is what helps me sleep,
I’ll cook forever in that alone I’ll never meet my defeat,
I cook from my heart,
Everyone around me will always have something to eat!
About the Creator
Jahnari Rosé
“Do not explain your philosophy, Live it..”
I write about love, healing, and self-development.
I take most of my own photos.
I post work on Instagram @roze.writes25.
All written and approved for submission under © 2023 Rozeville, Inc
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