More specifically concerning: cooking
The house is filling up again—graduate students (myself included) returning for naught week. My neighbor slams her door, rattles her keys, rustles a storm of plastic bags. I do not imagine I seem any quieter to her. And now everything smells of canned beef stroganoff, an odor which, with the interminable rumblings of the kitchen […]
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Dickens, Martin Chuzzlewit.
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Qiu Miaojin, Last Words from Montmartre.