Aromatic Cinnamon Pillar

I tapped the dark, curled seam of a whole cinnamon stick resting across a white porcelain saucer. My neck immediately fell into an eager, rhythmic side-to-side bobble! Peering right down the fragrant wooden scroll, the sweet, peppery aroma rushed up to tickle my nose. Planting my sandals firmly on the porcelain, I caught the bark with both green rubber gloves and hoisted it upright. With a brisk, circular rub of my gloved thumb, I buffed away a tiny flake of stray cocoa powder clinging to its rim. Seeing the clean spice cylinder standing tall and proud filled my evening with total culinary cheer.