Cooking as Oral History
A gentle hiss means patience; a sharp crackle demands attention. Our elders taught us to hear doneness, not clock it. In those quiet minutes between bubbles, stories appear, reminding us that technique is often a memory humming in the background.
Cooking as Oral History
“A little,” “enough,” and “until it looks right” are dialects of love. These elastic measures protect the soul of a dish. When we translate them to teaspoons, keep the poetry intact—note the moment the aroma turns from shy to certain.