Thursday, 17 August 2017

An Ode, To Soup

February 3
To me, it's like alchemy in the kitchen, turning vegetables and spices into a divine offering, Hestia Hanuman Grandmother River, the lineage tracing all the way back to the bringer of Fire, the Holy Kitchen where God came up with the primal recipe, where She mixed and mended the angels, where She set the stage for offerings and libations, where we can go every time we fire up the stove, sharpen our knives, and make soup.

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