been making all 3 meals ( mostly) at home for 8 months now, cooking on friday night feels less like chores more like intuitive, creative exercise. Talat aziz’s ghazal in the background makes everything better. I don’t think there’s better way to come back to yourself than cooking your own meals. learning what you like, what you don’t & adding nourishment secretly ( like blended sprouts here) making your plate colourful intentionally. It’s like I’m own child and my own mother. what was those words from that poem “ I love you, I want you to eat well”