Something I learned growing up in a family of cooks is presentation is everything, almost everything. I love food. I love the way food looks. Food surrounds us in times of death and birth and celebration and sorrows. Post-funerals, baby showers, birthdays, and Sunday dinners. I admire those who enjoy cooking, those that feel its relaxing nature. And take pride to be there watching the transformation of one thing into another.
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