in your life
Onion. The smell of fried peppers. Meat in the pan. Garlic. The noise of stock crackling. Pepper. Memories of years past, people no longer among us, traditions lost. All of which can be inhaled, conjuring up images in your mind.
Bite and chew. And begin the journey. Homecoming through the palate, without moving, with your eyes closed. And for a second, just for a split second, you do not feel sorry about time passing by.