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I was surfing the channels and stumbled unpon an old Road Runner cartoon. I loved this cartoon as a kid. I watched for a while, laughing as hard as I ever could remember. It seemed funnier now.
Suddenly, a strange sensation engulfed me, and I knew that this was not just a cartoon, it was someone's creation. This was someone's labor of love. I found that love and was over whelmed. Somehow, I knew I got it, without grasping what it was i got!

I find it interesting when someone cooks for me, or leaves me some food, just like the cartoon, I can feel the love in it.
It's not exactly a love for me, but the love of creating, and maybe sharing that creation!
I could never replicate That love in my own meals, probably because I'm not much of a cook. I don't take the time and speacialness you need when creating.