My ability to cook depends on which room I’m in.
Four burners? Or a king, queen, or twin?
A twin is like stir fry: quick, steamy and hot;
King or queen like slow basted barbeque, simmering, not
rapidly slammed down,
nor overly steamy;
but tender, warm, comfortable,
tasty and dreamy.
So, in the end,
you have to decide
what type of meal
down your palate will glide!
What enjoyment you’ll feel;
which temperment you’ll reveal.
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