Cheesy Carrot Egg

       

             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.