I was born into a heat hazed African dawn, and a large, loud, loving, laughing family

whose lives eddied and swirled around the steady beating heart of us, my mother,

and the endlessly loving, comforting and nurturing heart of her, her kitchen.

I have travelled half way across the world and started my own family,

but the magic of her kitchen comes with me

and she is always close.

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