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Creative Writing: No Ordinary Meatballs
We have explored a variety of writing styles with food as the central theme throughout. My first essay was an ode to steak, which took you through all the senses from the hint of smell to the first savory bite. The second essay was a deconstruction of meatballs and how my first true cooking experience came about. Next was an essay on the adventures of Chinese cuisine and the garlic phenomenon. The last essay was to capture and critique a moment shared with lobster. I am proud of all my essays. If I must choose a favorite; then I select “No Ordinary Meatballs”. The essays on steak, Chinese cuisine, and lobster were all experience-based accounts. These were unique accounts, which were sought out, in one form or another. However, my meatballs

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