What’s your favorite recipe?
In the world around my reach, the word recipe only exists in the palaces of the few elites. Talk less of recipe in lands where famine resides in every home, recipe is an alien where hunger strikes, and the prayer of an empty belly is just to get anything edible to hold on. Recipe is a language of choice and abundance of varieties, where all classes of food smile at the eater on a dinning set, but in a choiceless world, the plea is just anything for the belly. My greatest fantasy is a balance world for all Earth’s inhabitants, which would have treated everyone equally in terms of food, clothing and shelter. Though impossible to come bye, but has we display our recipes out of the surplusage on our dinning table, let’s always check on a needy neighbor close by.
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Very good writing
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Beautifully written!
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Thank you for reading and liking so many of my posts ❤
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I do not even realize how much I take things for granted, thank you for reminding me that I need to be more aware of the gifts that surround me.
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My mother’s recipe. It was not written down; it was observed by me as a child
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Great!
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A shot of perspective.
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Thank you for this reminder of what we in affluent Western societies take for granted in our abundance of food choices.
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You are welcome.
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Eye opener.
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