Sep 6 • Community Café
Day 11: A kitchen described through scents.
As I awoke barely opening my eyes my nose reminded me I am home, in my mom’s home to be exact. As I put on my robe I realize I need to hurry or my very hungry brothers will devour the fixings. After I was my face and brush my teeth I am ready to head downstairs. Each step leads me closer until my nostrils are on high alert. The aroma of the smell of the smoky, salty with a pinch of sweetness from the bacon has mixed with the overall buttery scent of the biscuits combined with the earthy hint of corn from the grits meant Mom had been up for a while. The scrambled eggs just smelled eggy but the Swiss cheese my brother likes on his eggs has overtaken that dish. Orange lingers in the air from the fresh squeezed juice Mom lovingly prepared is on the table and I am home. Loved and protected at home and I would have it no other way.
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Day 11: A kitchen described through scents.
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