I don’t cook. I don’t bake. I’ve put my stove on twice in the last four months or so. I used to cook. I cooked curries, chowders, and stews. I baked fudge brownies and sour cream apple pies. I used to. And, then I didn’t. And, now I don’t. However, I most certainly love seeing how others are using this time to kickstart or enhance their culinary skills.
I have seen friends post photographs of their banana breads and fancy salads. It is a fascinating real-time insight into how people are coping and discovering themselves.

Admittedly, while I love seeing, and as such picnicking through, their feasts I have no desire to create my own feasts.
Categories: current events, food, mental health, photography, Psychology, society
Introspection
Lost Art
BaKinG
Soul Soda
Returning
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Coke Life
by ViRuS
NeCCeSSiTY
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Didn’t know you could make it through these times without cooking. I’ve done just the opposite.
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