Slow Cooking

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You crack open the seal, with a surge of warmth and comfort hitting your face, while the vapours wrap themselves slowly around you like an exiled lover; as you come closer, and through your nostrils enter the serenity of fragrance imprinted in flavours that tinkle your olfactory sensations, while taking you on a trip down the melancholy of nostalgia, where each ingredient relinquishes all its attributes and lends its character to become something greater together. With each fiber of the meat simply disintegrating with a touch as your mouth promptly coats itself with an escalation of moisture, preparing you for when the heat of the morsel eventually lands inside, gracing you with a sensory explosion.

Jannat. Heaven. Ciel. Tengoku. Swarg.