There is no end to the madness.
Yet there is no definite beginning.
Some say it’s all feel.
Others say it’s all preparation.
Creativity is it’s bloodline.
Imagination lies at it’s core.
All can agree it’s a sensation.
It brings people together.
It ignites a fire that can’t be extinguished.
Customs and traditions are born from it.
It teaches one to love, love.
To embrace life and all it has to offer.
It shows people that change is for the best.
After all sometimes we have to spice things up.
Maybe were moving too fast to enjoy the moment.
The secrets of its magic are passed from generation to generation.
Countless hours of executing lead to just minutes of pleasure.
Memories are born while doing it.
A certain love is associated with those who participate in it.
Simplicity and ease of the modern world are destroying its very existence.
The old are dying with its knowledge.
However it is rebounding as we speak.
Cooking is truly a remarkable feat.
It’s awesomeness allows us to eat and indulge in life so sweet.