September 6, 2008

And just like that, the rice was ready. She loved rice, loved feeling each individual grain in her mouth, loved its slightly nutty flavor and the smell of it cooking.

She dished herself a bowl and ate it. She considered adding some butter and salt. She decided to leave well enough alone.

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