"But time was his greatest foe, an ever-present reminder of the challenge that lay before him."
As someone who cooks almost every day I concur with this sentence. Time is our greatest enemy.
"The dish existed only in his imagination, a symphony of textures and tastes that had yet to be birthed into the physical world." Yeah this line js even better. Your grasp of prose is increasing- its great ti watch.
Yeah I truly have no notes. This is a fantastic piece that perfectly captures the feeling of cooking g something new. Your use of words is exquisite, your pacing genuinely fantastic. I love this piece deeply and would argue we should, at some point, collab on a cooking piece. Post it. Or I will find you.
