Experimental cooking can be a source of deep joy--or agony--depending on how it turns out. The perfect meal shared with a good companion puts me in a deliciously good mood. But unhealthy, un-tasty, untimely meals put me in a frump. This is my quest for good foods and good moods.
The drive along Sivley Road to get to our apartment is fragrant with wild honeysuckle. The smell reminded Joe of jasmine tea. I thought I'd put a sprig in the vase we got in Ilan, a village known for its pottery in Taiwan.
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