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| Written by Francis Scudellari | |
| Thursday, 18 February 2010 11:37 | |
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She keeps her pretty laminated recipe cards pristinely stacked upright and ordered inside boxes that are in turn organized by ethnicity. Some do try to defy her too categorical mind. These end up alphabetized without a grin and put within an apologetic little catchall that, collections completed, she'll not visit willingly again. Each ensuing night, fingers spiral down dimples stamped on a cardboard-cutout globe she leaves standing on her marbled granite slab of a counter. One place chosen from among those she's never been, she lifts the hunter-green translucent lid of its corresponding container and pulls out a single card that her eyes feast on, ticking off precise measures in the savory worded list. Sated so, she pours big bowls of cold cereal thickly coated. She doesn't like to cook.
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| Last Updated on Thursday, 18 February 2010 12:20 |
