I'm reading a multicultural cookbook and really enjoying the little stories along with each dish; making it for our mothers, hearing our fathers sing while cooking, coaxing a sick relative to eat. I don't like to cook (I can do it, I just don't like to), but I'd be willing to try a few of these just to carry on those stories.

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Ah, cooking is love in action, even when you're cooking for one.