some women, well, men too,
know how to cook.
they need no recipe,
no written
instructions, no book.
they just know
when a pinch of salt is needed.
a spoon of this
or that.
butter, sure, why not.
they hardly have
to time
the oven. they know when
to turn,
to flip.
it's instinct, a natural
feel for things.
rarely does the smoke alarm
go off.
or something gets burned,
or dried,
or comes out soft
and undone.
they just know, from cakes
to pies
to roasts, to
chickens, pasta,
or buns. perfectly cooked,
then with two mitts,
out
it comes.
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