In the heart of dawn, a sizzle sings,With morning light on golden wings.Awakened senses, rich and sweet,A dance of flavors, a day to greet.Noon unfolds with savory tales,A harvest feast where aroma prevails.Textures mingle, bold and true,Harmony found in every stew.As afternoon fades into dusk,Aromatic spices in the air, we trust.Each bite a memory, each dish a song,In the world of food, we all belong.Night descends, a quiet grace,In candlelight, we find our place.A final taste, a gentle sigh,A culinary journey beneath the sky.