i dont trust this spy

This is my rosemary.
There are many spices, but this one is mine.
My rosemary is my best friend. It is my flavor-bringer.

I must season my dishes true.
I must use it with care, balance, and respect.
I must smell its piney courage and know when the moment is right.

My rosemary and I know that a meal is only as bold as its seasoning.
We know that too much overwhelms, and too little is forgotten.
We honor the line between subtle and strong.

My rosemary is a partner in every roast, stew, and bread.
Without it, my kitchen is dull; with it, my cooking has purpose.

I pledge to keep my rosemary fresh, my sprigs ready,
and my hand steady as I cast its needles into the pan.

So long as hunger exists, and stoves burn hot,
I will cook—with rosemary by my side.

Record:Rosemary-overload day!

Ball meat and Spaghetti

The stack master.

Yea pooped pants XD