Whichever part of the world you might be from, if you cook and/or love eating you know you can feel some sort of magic in food. It is smell and spell binding.
Cooking food not only lets you see the magic first hand, it lets you be the magician.
You look at a bunch of ingriedients that make no sense in their raw form and suddenly everything starts to come together in ways you didnt think possible.
Watch a souffle baking in the oven, you see it rise before your very eyes and then fall flat 5 seconds after its out!
Whats in it really? Egg whites? Cheese or Chocolate? How can something added to a chicken abortion taste that good?
Food can make you happy, sad, angry, healthy, sick and even tired... Nothing other than maybe a spouse/significant other can have that much power over your emotions.
Sometimes you cook because you have to, other times because you want to. What most people dont really understand is when a person cooks for you they are opening themselves up for some sort of reaction, good or bad!
So doesnt that mean they're putting a bit of their soul into that food?
That part of the soul lives on in the people you fed it to
Think about that the next time someone calls you over for a home cooked meal
