Chicken Stampede


This morning was serene when I went out to make tofu in the cabin. Beams of sunlight made the frosty grass sparkle. In the trees, songbirds sang to the rising sun.


I had no idea a stampede of chickens was on my heels. The chickens come running when they see me go to the cabin to make tofu. They know that it won’t be long before they get a treat of okara, the ground, soybean mash, which is produced in the process of making soy milk. It is the soy milk which is made into tofu.

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