The room that was lost to me ...

January 2016

The Kitchen

My sister thinks I fuss too much in this room ... Who knows ...  I was pottering about yet again early this evening. I made some cheese and tomato bread. This is the fact now, I can on a whim ... just make and bake. 

The home smells of home cooking tonight. It was one of those moments where the first taste of something different, again, in this particular kitchen, was beyond words. It is now syncing homemade soup, with homemade bread. A healthy way of making sure I am having the right nutrients, still much needed ... with a lack of interest in food, at times ...