Monday, September 13, 2010

Cook A Meal

Out of all the things I have cooked for my family, I could never go wrong with French onion soup. However, I do miss crying and laughing with my sister while cutting onions. The sweet smell of them sauteeing in the pot with the garlic and butter can only remind me of her. The sizzling makes me reminisce about when she burned me with the hot pot, then I crack a smile, wishing my sister were there to do it with me.

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