Cheesy Carrot Egg
That particular minute when I saw a
little box covered with blurred and thick casket. It persuades me to open. What
was that behind the mysterious box? Many questions flying and floating in my
mind. Guesting what was that? Waiting on the chair like I was a worm giggling.
When the box open, my movable part in my mouth
lay down on the ground. The questions flying and floating in my mind was
answered. I saw the yellow and floppy food was covered with cubes of long
orange root of plant, smashed garlic and the melted cheese. While I slice it
slowly my hair rises.
Remember my childhood that I want to
had a colorful and different shape of a thin usually rubber bag that becomes
larger when it is filled with air or gas. I was feel energetic and eager to
savor. In a single moment I got one slice of this food slowly. I feel
conscious.
The first flavor I felt was garlic,
after I chewed again, the crunch of carrots, I swallow for the third time the
cheese was one of the flavors stayed on my mouth. With the aroma of this food I
felt relaxed, fresh feeling like fruits picked from the trees; out of control
like a lion to roar; my mouth wants to explode like a bomb. The savor was
delectable.
