The place i adore

Once I enter, I don’t wanna leave. I come, I eat, I laugh…what more could i ask for? It’s a place for family it’s a place for friends, I eat in the kitchen I relax in the den. I hear lots of stories I share many laughs, I discuss the future and look back on the past. I greatly admire my grandma Rose’s house, for it is filled with memories that i cherish and love. My grandma’s house is not a big place nor is it new. Some people mite take a look at it and walk away not commenting, but take a look at the place from my heart and you shall see it true beauty. I enter through the front door, looking straight ahead at the kitchen. The kitchen, Aww a place where such wondrous scents are created, the feeling of the sopapilla mixture that feels like play-dough going through your fingers, and dishes with a taste so unique and magnificent that no one could dare to imitate them are all created in the kitchen. The smell of the homemade chili my grandma and I make is so hot and zingy that inhaling the scent makes you cough, your eyes water, and you feel as if your in the blender getting blended with all the fiery hotness getting flushed down your throat. The play-dough like sopapilla mixture is mushy, but as I continue to knead it, it grows thick and rough, as it leaves white flour on my hands and under my nails. Be careful, you don’t wanna sneeze in a situation like this, but there i go. Achoo! As i feel my face with white floury goodness! I start toward the den by making a left, and now I’m facing the den. The place where i have many memories, laughs, and the known place from my past. the thing i most admire and remember about this place is the big love seat my grandma had in the corner of the den. My grandma and I would always sit there eating fruit and vegetables while watching some of our favorite movies and shows. Movies like The Color Purple, The Labyrinth, Roots, and Good Burger, some f our favorite shows were Laura, Everybody loves Raymond, Little House on The Prairie, Unwrapped, and Golden Girls. In the den a lot of talks occurred between my grandma and I. Especially talks that consisted of my past memories and future plans. We also talked a lot about the past and history of the house, like how my great grandpa Antanacio built this house with the help of my grandpa in 1963. My grandpa has lived in this house for 45 years, and will continue to for as long as he lives. Its plain to see my grandma’s house means the world to me. It’s not the best of the best and it may not be the cream of the crop, but in my book it’s number one at the very top.

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