After smelling the familiar fragrance it was then I remember that I didn’t seem to noticed when I came home that Cyrill didn’t make a dinner. I was too preoccupied and depressed that I didn’t even noticed it.
It is maybe even Cyrill noticed that there is something wrong that is why he proposed that we cooked together in order to cheer me up.
I am so moved. I want to tell him that I am okay but I decided to keep quiet. Although I wouldn't say thank you to him but I keep this moment in my heart. Maybe I could have a chance to repay his goodness in the future.
From the onions I add broth and a big pinch of salt. Bring to a boil, scraping up any brown bits with a wooden spoon. Reduce heat to a simmer.
Transfered for about 1/2 cup cooking liquid to a small bowl and whisk in about a quarter
