A Rainy Night, a Cheeseburger, and Memories
Last night, the rain wouldn’t stop. The city felt quieter, the world a little softer. I found myself in the kitchen, craving comfort—something warm, nostalgic, and a little indulgent. So I made a cheeseburger, but not just any cheeseburger. I slow-roasted tomatoes until they were sweet and jammy, caramelized onions until golden and fragrant, and sautéed mushrooms for that earthy depth. As I stacked everything on a toasted bun, the aroma filled my tiny apartment.
With each bite, I was transported back to childhood evenings spent in my grandmother’s kitchen, where love was measured in food and laughter. Maybe it’s just a cheeseburger, but last night, it felt like a hug from the past. Sometimes, the best comfort food is the one you make for yourself, especially when the world outside is a little too much.
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