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Keith's avatar

If I could write, those words could have come from me. During COVID we moved away from Chicago to South Carolina with the intent to build. Gone were all the neighbors who looked forward to my latest creations. Gone were the kids who would come to dinner with the expectation of leftovers. Gone was the cooks kitchen I had groomed over the better part of 20 years. It seemed there was always that one item I needed was in storage. Then we got the double whammy of unexpectedly being sent to Zurich Switzerland for the last 2 1/2 years. FYI you can’t not find Chocolate Chips in Switzerland, short ribs were a special order, and if you bought what looked like a big roast it translated as “boiling beef”. Just back and one of the first things I cooked was a roasted chicken. Given my past of cooking not exactly something I want to shout from the rooftop “I ROASTED A CHICKEN”, but it felt like a start. 🤣

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Madeline Shea's avatar

I really got a kick out of the enraged writer/chef! Who cannot relate in some way?? I loved reading this!!

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