Today a friend and I cooked up a couple of soups together. I found myself grateful for the opportunity to cook with a friend. Maybe it's that whole "many hands make light work" philosophy or maybe it's the companionship or maybe it's the comfort of cooking with someone else who can kind of read your mind and you can read theirs and the dance around the kitchen is fluid. Maybe it's all of those things! But I was grateful for the time we spent boiling this, chopping that, stirring this, tasting that.
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