Crispy Noodles #23: Dream of a chocolate chip cookie

Heat, softness and resistance (or things I ate in New York)

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In the wing of the museum where the temple is surrounded by water I move slowly through the cool air, savouring the coolness, watching people around me and watching him see the place for the first time. You can no longer walk through the temple like you used to be able to, but you can see straight down the middle where the small statue of a female fig…