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The aroma? A heartwarming bouquet of fried onion and bacon, turned into a thick sauce with gravy and sour cream. She presented him a plate stacked high of thin, continental pancakes with a side of light conversation and dark coffee.
He sat, wiping the side of the small ceramic bowl of its diaphanous contents, simply relishing the moment.
It was the taste of home, of her, of love

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