Now that the food was right in front of me, I could smell the delicious odor more clearly.
“The food smells good…” I said softly.
“I hope the food will suit your tastebuds as well, Miss,” Laura said, and I could sense that she was smiling.
Well, I won’t know that until I take a bite. Feeling around the tray, I was able to locate the utensils and pick them up.
“It might be a little hot, Miss. Please be careful,” Laura warned as she guided my hand towards the food bowl.
“Thank you…I think I can take it from here…” I said, as I thanked her.
Slowly, I brought the food to my lips before softly blowing on it. When I tasted it, I had to say that it tasted even than I had imagined that it would. Perhaps it was the fact that I haven’t had anything besides hospital food for too many meals, but the food tasted amazing. I couldn’t help but smile at the comforting taste of the food. It really does remind me of home.
