Food speaks a language known to all..it is not just meant to
be eaten but experienced. My blog is all about food inspired
stories, life perspective sparked through memoirs of aromas
and flavors.
Fingers tickling the skies, She sprawled. Naked, The diva, Beckoning me, enticing me. A Young boy in I, not shy, Yet did avert my eye. For Benjamin was calling, and Lincoln begged to stay ungodly d…
