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Happiness.....in the Kitchen


I love being in the kitchen preparing nutritious and delicious foods. I have a deep feeling of contentment in the kitchen.....more than contentment. Joy.

I love the colors. Organic potatoes in purple, red and white. Orange peppers. Green kale.


I love the smell of onions and garlic. 


I love the sound of the coconut oil sizzling in the skillet


I love the rhythmic sound of the knife chopping the vegetables. Munching on a raw pepper as I chop and mince. Finally the taste test to see if anything else is needed. To make sure the peppers are still a tad crisp, the potatoes are just right....not too hard, not too soft. 


Time in the kitchen, preparing food, makes me extremely happy.






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  1. Judy@SavoringTodayMay 25, 2012 at 5:25 PM

    I know what you mean, when I am in the kitchen, my world just seems right. I call it kitchen therapy. :) Thanks for sharing at Hearth & Soul.

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  2. Penniless ParentingMay 28, 2012 at 5:26 PM

    I spent 3 hours in the kitchen today cooking... my husband didn't get why. But I guess you do! Its the joy that creating food gives me!

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  3. LaurieMay 28, 2012 at 8:26 PM

    AH, I love kitchen therapy! :)

    Penny - I COMPLETELY understand! Kitchen bliss.......

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