A mug of tea is steaming at my elbow and I’m staring at the screen for a good opening. I've been scratching my head for a catchy jingle in vain. Admittedly, it is moments like this that I wish I were more articulate. I wish I had completed my masters in English language and literature. I wish I had pursued my interest in creative writing. I wish —— this is crazy, I’m no good at this. I know. So let me go straight to the recipe and save the chitchat for a better time. Be warned, I got carried away and snapped way too many pictures. Again.
