This past week I cooked some lentils. It was my one week of summer vacation, and I was in the dregs of a cold, attempting to whip up something to give my body much-needed nourishment. I stood at the pot mixing, watching the orange pieces dance around my big wooden spoon, occasionally scraping some stuck legumes off the bottom. The sunlight was haphazardly making its way through the thick clouds, in through the windows. It made the small room feel cozy, emphasizing the slight glow of the burner. The old electric stove made faint groans, and the smell of the umami mushroom powder I’d generously sprinkled in was making my tummy rumble. Water bubbled with a low murmur, turning into soft steam. Feeling the heat in the already slightly-too-warm kitchen made my face sweat slightly and my exhausted limbs even more heavy.
lentils
lentils
lentils
This past week I cooked some lentils. It was my one week of summer vacation, and I was in the dregs of a cold, attempting to whip up something to give my body much-needed nourishment. I stood at the pot mixing, watching the orange pieces dance around my big wooden spoon, occasionally scraping some stuck legumes off the bottom. The sunlight was haphazardly making its way through the thick clouds, in through the windows. It made the small room feel cozy, emphasizing the slight glow of the burner. The old electric stove made faint groans, and the smell of the umami mushroom powder I’d generously sprinkled in was making my tummy rumble. Water bubbled with a low murmur, turning into soft steam. Feeling the heat in the already slightly-too-warm kitchen made my face sweat slightly and my exhausted limbs even more heavy.