Hendrix said, “If you like it, I’ll make fresh juice for you every day.”
Avah said to him, “Don’t you have to work? You come here every day just to make me juice. If I want some, I’ll have my secretary make it for me.”
“I’m efficient with my work and can easily make time every day. Making a glass of juice doesn’t take long. How about this? You don’t need to eat breakfast at home anymore. I’ll bring you breakfast and make you some fresh juice while I’m at it.”
Hendrix’s culinary skills were among the best of the younger generation. He had learned to cook simply because he loved it, just like Uncle Tatum, who had enjoyed cooking since he was a child. Hendrix also wanted to take good care of Avah and make sure she ate well.
Avah wasn’t as picky about food as Aunt Elora, who could barely eat whenever the chef changed, but she was still somewhat particular.
Having grown up watching his parents and Aunt Jane cook for the people they loved, Hendrix had always felt that being able to prepare food for the person he loved and watch her enjoy something he had made with his own hands gave him a strong sense of accomplishment and happiness.
That was why he had become such an excellent cook.
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