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Write a short story about someone cooking dinner.

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“Dinner for Two” by Mel Kheios

The sizzling pop of meat cooking is a siren call crooning at Hanzo the moment he steps through the door, and the heady scent of beef and spices and something else ― rice? ― cracks the cold shell of apathy around him to envelope him in a cloud of mouthwatering warmth."I'm home," he calls, curiosity piqued.

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“Knock” by Harmony Sapp

  I sit in the kitchen. Two hours. All I have left is for two hours. It got it from the mail ten hours ago. Man, I wished I had checked to mail sooner. Did I have to sleep until noon? Did I? God, I'm so mad at myself.   The letter said   Jake, we regret to inform you but as of 1...

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“The Essentials ” by Dana Schellings

My mother used to say that quality cookware, a fully stocked pantry, and a cook who wasn’t afraid to get messy were the three essential elements for a perfect kitchen. She rebelled against the idea that the perfect kitchen was a pristine kitchen, the type you’d see on a magazine cover with their sleek granite countertops, shiny hardwood floors, and copper cookware dangling above a white ivory island with a natural butcher’s block top. Fully equipped and fully functional, capable of creating the most lavish feasts, yet these kitchens only ...

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“A dinner to remember” by Cody Ell

I cracked my knuckles as I looked around the kitchen. It was 7:30pm.“Alright,” I said to myself. “I've only half an hour, better hurry.”Of course, anyone who cooks knows there’s always a couple of things you need to really be able to get into the mood. They’re a little different from person to p...

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“Dinner à la Storm-tossed” by Clarissa Lee

I had been told to stand down, so I picked up the newspaper and retired to the dining table with a cup of steaming tea.“Would you look at that, today’s weather was predicted to be stormy,” I called out, not bothering to raise my voice above the din emanating from the kitchen. I had been banished from that room by the Chef for the Day.I did not understand for what reason he wished to cook all of a sudden. But with the way he was cooking, I was pretty sure the storm predicted was currently brewing inside that very room....

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“Saturday Morning: The adventures of Jezebel and Lianne ” by Jai Tate

What happens to people when they die? Do they float up to heaven, or do they just wake up again in a different body? Getting flashbacks of their past life? I have these thoughts every morning, they roam through my head. "Mommy, when are we leaving?" Jezebel asked, snapping me back into place. Jezebel tugged onto the end of my shirt. "Mommy?" I looked at her-she had her fathers eyes, his nose. Did he wake up and appear in Jezebel's body? Does he even remember me? I grimaced at her, thinking of Alen. I didn't want to think about Alen, ...

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“Julia Childs Does Not Live Here” by Unknown User

Julia Childs Does Not Live Here My husband likes to cook, and he's good at it. Bill can prepare four-course meals out of five, basic ingredients. I don't like to cook. I forget to add salt, pepper, and anything else that might give my cookery a smidgen of taste. I am the sous-chef to his masterclass performance. In gastronomic terms, I wash the dishes. When I lost my job, it became very difficult for me to justify not cooking. What with being home all day, it was only f...

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“War Dance” by Sally Mitchell

Molten oranges and scorched reds were beginning their tango inside a cooking pot left on the stove. Never quite touching, but flirting with one another. A twirl around a lover, the promise of a kiss, but then a twist away, inching ever closer to the curtains. Building strength and growing, evolving. potatoes hissing and popping their outrage, but the flames wouldn’t deflect. Some kind of ancient tribal war dance, all knee slapping and ugga-bugging right there inside Cole Walters tiny Dagenham kitchen. He liked that description. Perhaps he...

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“Little Ditties” by Daisy Collins

Fusilli! Pasata! Onions, courgettes, peppers! I slap the ingredients down on my counter, bopping along to the nonsensical song in my head. Olive oil! Garlic! Three whole cloves of garlic! I crack t...

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“Home” by Parth Patel

As he pulled up the curtain after a lazy sunday nap, the sun was kissing goodbye to the perfect orange sky and its horizon was blushing and throwing the shades of pink, Aayan stretched his limbs to shake away his inertia and mesmerise the beauty of this love affair. After all, Aayan seldom gets to enjoy evening time of the day at his house, seeing the world from the 10th floor, all the high rise buildings of the New York city covered in the orange sheets of the sun rays and many reflecting it back on to the world.One suc...

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“Before Dinner” by Lacey Stroud

Starting dinner on my first Mother’s Day, is bittersweet, it is my first Mother’s Day as a mom and that is a blessing, however, it is tainted with the reality that it is our families first Mother’s Day without Mom. So, I invited, my father, my brother and their families, over to celebrate Mom with her favorite dinner, Chicken Parmesan. My mom was the homemakers of homemakers, all she ever wanted was to make a safe and happy home for her family and raise good and strong human beings. My brothers and I personally think she did a tremend...

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“Noble” by Stacy Pederson

A pad of butter bubbled on the griddle. Ground turkey browned in a cast iron pot. On another burner, water boiled. My husband tapped me on the back, handing me a wooden spoon. A hum of voices echoed from the TV in the living room as our spoiled mastiff, Noble lay watching his favorite show on Animal Planet. The kids were arriving home soon with the sitter, and the guests would follow. Every detail had to be perfect. I delicately toasted the buns then let them sit so they were crunchy and warm ...

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“Tasty Tudor Times” by Emilie Conroy

Cook adventurous! Cook timeless! Cook Tudor!I was one of those academics that took every opportunity to bring my special historical era into modern times. After all, it was just a question of adjusting one time in the ages of mankind to my own and have fun exploring the results. The one thing we were still doing in 2020 that humanity had been embracing for all history was eating.

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“TV Dinner” by Westley Vaillancourt

Your laughter breaks my heart. You’re curled up on the left side of the couch, criss-cross-apple-sauce on the plaid cushions, waiting for me to join you for an episode of Saturday Night Live. We’ve watched and rewatched the tapes dozens of times over the years, but to you, they’ve never gotten any less funny. I set two plates on the counter. You found them in a thrift store when you were six, toddling over to show me with a big old grin on your chubby, happy little face.  Mommy Mommy Mommy look! It’s Snoopy!...

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“The Rebel, The curry and The Salt” by Nitika Sood

Sara paused before the sweetmeat stall, inhaling the wonderful scent of the brilliant honey confectionery. She was late, she realized as she glanced at the enormous clock that hung on a pillar in the center of the bazaar. Of course, she was always dilatory when it came to matters of making her way home again. But she had an entire meal to prepare now and everybody would be home in an hour. She stood there for a moment, debating whether the admonishment she was sure to receive was worth perpetuating her freedom for a few ...

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