Grandma's Old Recipe Book
Sora inherits the little corner diner
My name is Sora, and I am twenty-four years old.
Last month, my grandmother passed away in the spring.
She left me her small on the corner.
The is old, and the sign is .
There are eight tables and ten wooden chairs inside.
There is a long counter near the kitchen door.
On my first day, I opened the front door slowly.
covered the tables, and the air smelled old.
I walked into the small kitchen at the back.
There was an old and a large steel .
I opened a under the counter and looked inside.
Inside, I found a thick book with a brown cover.
It was my grandmother's old book from long ago.
The pages were yellow, and many had food stains.
She wrote every by hand in blue .
There were notes about soup, rice, and sweet cakes.
Some words were hard to read after many years.
On the first page, she wrote a short message.
"Cook with your heart," the old said simply.
I held the book and felt close to her.
Tears came to my eyes, but I smiled softly.
I decided to open the again for everyone.
That night, I read her recipes until the morning.