Sunday, March 9, 2014
Bento Broccoli
My coworker and I snuck off to the market for lunch.
Gonna start cooking my mom's simple recipes.
But my favorite wok is super old. It's black on the bottom, and I can't scrape it off.
And the bamboo handle's all singed.
It was my father's favorite wok.
My car smells like a vegetable garden.
Or an Amazon rain forest.
I'm not sure which.
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