In the quiet kitchen, a whisper starts,
An onion’s slice, a garlic’s embrace,
With gentle hands, the magic imparts,
A symphony of flavors, a dance of grace.

From simplest herbs to spices bold,
Each ingredient tells its own tale,
A story of warmth, of love retold,
In simmering pots where dreams set sail.

A ladle stirs the bubbling brew,
The fragrance weaves through every heart,
In every dish, a passion anew,
Each taste a masterpiece, a work of art.

So gather round, with hearts aglow,
In every meal, a journey found,
Through flavors deep, and joy that flows,
The love of cooking knows no bound.