Love And Cooking

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;">Other men live to eat, while I eat to live, said Socrates the sage. This utterance may have offended many people as he pointed out part of the truth of their life. Nevertheless, nobody will deny the importance of eating, for the sake of “living” at least. Hence, cooking becomes an essential part of life.LOVE Cooking involves a series of complicated procedures, challenging both hand and head. I don’t see cooking as a bad job. Cooking, for the preliminary purpose, is to feed empty stomach's, and for a higher grade, enjoyment.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2wIleQ0_IkwclfxEto3qzRsgpTNsVxawZbgyNW-axDePsiDFZ901CYF6f7WzPpZM6G1vowCg1FgtZSiE1zAdoKAhd85v5zqrNAx6ZlVbe_4iwZlxw950wsRZoyYvE9DjKii3_rJDyc4S/s1600/stk310126rkn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2wIleQ0_IkwclfxEto3qzRsgpTNsVxawZbgyNW-axDePsiDFZ901CYF6f7WzPpZM6G1vowCg1FgtZSiE1zAdoKAhd85v5zqrNAx6ZlVbe_4iwZlxw950wsRZoyYvE9DjKii3_rJDyc4S/s1600/stk310126rkn.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Cooking itself is enjoyment too. Take me for example. I find a lot of pleasure in the preparatory process of cooking. Slice a potato, knife up and down quickly, producing a rhythmic piece of music, if not melodious. This done, I would jokingly apologize to my sister, “sorry honey. I sliced them too thin again.” And then, we’ll laugh heartedly.<br /><br />Some people believe that cooking, traditionally taken by women, is nowadays undertaken by men. That’s true. In many families, it is the husband that cooks, and he does wonderful cooking too. Some women, a lot actually, pampered from childhood, know little about housework, never touch cooking, or step into the kitchen.  </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkogE-XVb6QAG9DwhyphenhyphenYrCujEk4wMVoeN7N9GGTshviZrgztxA-6iuTxTRb_PUUWC9598kSR7mII_phbH9wlKE-1e-E8D073GrFfjK6UNGgxJ6bNwv7PX-MxrsCg6Ui8QfV-lCqF9i-i0vg/s1600/husband-wife-grilling.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkogE-XVb6QAG9DwhyphenhyphenYrCujEk4wMVoeN7N9GGTshviZrgztxA-6iuTxTRb_PUUWC9598kSR7mII_phbH9wlKE-1e-E8D073GrFfjK6UNGgxJ6bNwv7PX-MxrsCg6Ui8QfV-lCqF9i-i0vg/s1600/husband-wife-grilling.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Cooking, same with other human activities, can be interesting at the first try, but boring repeated day in and day out. It would be ideal when a couple cook together. When  they are at home,  they would cook together. Usually, wife prepare for cooking, cutting, skinning, slicing, etc, which he is not good at. And then, he takes real cooking, fume and strong smell of which she dislike. Afterwards, she wash dishes, and he, waiting till I have wiped all clean and dry, puts them one by one back into the cupboard. Work seems boring but connecting, the joy of which only those involved in know. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0K3TlWSAqLcSZ4uXsENQs_YzEqTSW1WdA0CeeA8bZrQcRmAO4hHUTAEei6Cqyd0bF9aPkLMh6lTJjYEv5peCTIcWrVmBl4fVWbc66DM-R9kwJ9C1T3Um2PyyR1pTHU0E7j3J0mwbF5Zh3/s1600/ring.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0K3TlWSAqLcSZ4uXsENQs_YzEqTSW1WdA0CeeA8bZrQcRmAO4hHUTAEei6Cqyd0bF9aPkLMh6lTJjYEv5peCTIcWrVmBl4fVWbc66DM-R9kwJ9C1T3Um2PyyR1pTHU0E7j3J0mwbF5Zh3/s1600/ring.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">“Love is unconditional and unselfish”. If you do love a girl you’ll not hesitate to cook for her. You’ll be willing to do something even boring like cooking for your beloved. </div></div>

Love And Cooking

Other men live to eat, while I eat to live, said Socrates the sage. This utterance may have offended many people as he pointed out part of t...

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Lost are those who are forgotten

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvKCYyux2Fgc7B5yUgxqVY0zVOOqLWS-JgyWxwHxARf6fCACZT0YhsPxIKeiW8AADBA8kACo_u2DJstgydrPCvEJu7trav5dMtRgQ9pEpDUuvUO5pQ5QPd67EJLcWF65NlLy3vNdozeLvr/s1600/LoveLife.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvKCYyux2Fgc7B5yUgxqVY0zVOOqLWS-JgyWxwHxARf6fCACZT0YhsPxIKeiW8AADBA8kACo_u2DJstgydrPCvEJu7trav5dMtRgQ9pEpDUuvUO5pQ5QPd67EJLcWF65NlLy3vNdozeLvr/s320/LoveLife.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Life cannot be better, we say when everything around us goes the way we want it to be. It feels like we have been riding a big airplane-sized car on the straight and plain highway of life. There is no traffic, no stop sign, nothing to distract us. We and our life. We get whatever we want. Life feels picture-perfect. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvKCYyux2Fgc7B5yUgxqVY0zVOOqLWS-JgyWxwHxARf6fCACZT0YhsPxIKeiW8AADBA8kACo_u2DJstgydrPCvEJu7trav5dMtRgQ9pEpDUuvUO5pQ5QPd67EJLcWF65NlLy3vNdozeLvr/s1600/LoveLife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2D9THFHD2AS-a2yyqNaJXPsLaR87tjjfsBN1e2Pi_fpc75AiZbByNYF580VXjLARmHKQCZobcVF4SDK4SiRvXQOCCwa3K_6kILN7-o2pAApTL-TXaMKmSLIMU6EC3TYHejQ8sZD3Ur0qN/s1600/change-your-life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2D9THFHD2AS-a2yyqNaJXPsLaR87tjjfsBN1e2Pi_fpc75AiZbByNYF580VXjLARmHKQCZobcVF4SDK4SiRvXQOCCwa3K_6kILN7-o2pAApTL-TXaMKmSLIMU6EC3TYHejQ8sZD3Ur0qN/s320/change-your-life.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This is where we do the prime mistake of our lives. The slip where we are going to slide so hard that  we are going to burst. We do not even realize what we are doing. We climb all the way to the mountains and do not know our way down. This is where life likes to play with us. To play with our emotions and beloved ones. Just to make us stronger. Life just wants us to realize the authenticity and not to forget the sure-happenings of life. Life puts a bump on the super straight highway. A slow-down. Life takes away our beloved ones from us. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDM5yg1McFs6lZ67djwMJK22VTNsquDN7L6BHvYyLTpboj3aXwNNJg_Pb5WnMNnoGkHFtao04ysOuGzW_u8Ea53JT-AR8qm0XJUEkaYa1-8dFyri7vU1KjQZiv6qkFW29_mFTRiCtw7-Kh/s1600/love-life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDM5yg1McFs6lZ67djwMJK22VTNsquDN7L6BHvYyLTpboj3aXwNNJg_Pb5WnMNnoGkHFtao04ysOuGzW_u8Ea53JT-AR8qm0XJUEkaYa1-8dFyri7vU1KjQZiv6qkFW29_mFTRiCtw7-Kh/s320/love-life.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ones without whom our life is meaningless. Ones who ho are actually the wheels of our car which keeps our vehicle running. What should we do in that situation? Give up? I don’t think so. Life itself is so dumb. It just knows few tricks to get us but we are a lot smarter than that. Do not let life play on us but play with life. Tell life how strong we are and we have not forgotten anything. We know our way down and we know that life is not perfect. Tell life that we know we all are in this world to leave. We know that this straight simple way is going to be stony at some place and we will get through it. Sometimes we think that why life chose us to be the victim. Remember we are not the victims, we are blessed ones. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg95O4cDCZh0hPitdt1frzdJONuR8uK6yKpe9n3T9Di4ajmZZODHu9cBqIaQmsb5cDNoPq_NWbA1giyDzdym_fc298xdX7aLHpTtb6T1ecw2j7a4DG6NllOx12CZQ2qq_fEHlZt8mLo8exc/s1600/enjoy-life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg95O4cDCZh0hPitdt1frzdJONuR8uK6yKpe9n3T9Di4ajmZZODHu9cBqIaQmsb5cDNoPq_NWbA1giyDzdym_fc298xdX7aLHpTtb6T1ecw2j7a4DG6NllOx12CZQ2qq_fEHlZt8mLo8exc/s320/enjoy-life.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Life did it to us because we are a lot stronger than other people and we will become inspiration of people. We will become a source of message for other million people and show them that we are living in the real world and we thank God for everything. We obviously miss the lost ones but now we are going to live our own lives because people need us. Because this world needs some good people to be here still to spread the intelligence. Our families need us to support them and we will make proud those who are taken away from us. We did not actually lose them. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8b8rheEhKjopvLqlY_KrStwp2A5gC92PXrdMFAgF-uR1Tq-sFyw05btuGzrmMSCLWx4gOPaQqmkqjCZ7NGMrhX_vl04Y9ntGH3j9-bypPlS9smmwVL14m8wRESYnFsmxO-uiNnhLm52m_/s1600/LiveLifeLoveLife.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8b8rheEhKjopvLqlY_KrStwp2A5gC92PXrdMFAgF-uR1Tq-sFyw05btuGzrmMSCLWx4gOPaQqmkqjCZ7NGMrhX_vl04Y9ntGH3j9-bypPlS9smmwVL14m8wRESYnFsmxO-uiNnhLm52m_/s320/LiveLifeLoveLife.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Lost are those who are forgotten. They will be there with us, in our memories forever. We will meet them in heaven someday and will spend the never-ending life with them. Everybody loves us. I used “We” all over this little message because it’s not just you. You are not alone. It’s you and me together. It’s we now and forever.</div></div>

Lost are those who are forgotten

  Life cannot be better, we say when everything around us goes the way we want it to be. It feels like we have been riding a big airplane-s...

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