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My father cooked and taught me much of what I know about food. He taught me inspirational cooking, and imaginative cooking.
He taught me how to fly without a safety net.
My mother taught me how to safely use a knife, how to follow a recipe, how to weigh and time things.
I cook all the time I can with my daughter, and I cook more than half the meals we have at home.
Tonight (for example) I made burgers from raw mince and onions.
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Overhead, the Albatross hangs motionless upon the air,
And deep beneath the rolling waves,
In labyrinths of Coral Caves,
The Echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand;
And everthing is Green and Submarine
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