Read the passage. daniyah stood on a stool holding a large wooden spoon. a mildly spicy aroma came from the simmering pot on the stove. she and her grandmother had spent all morning in the cozy kitchen, laughing while cutting fresh meats, vegetables, and herbs. they had diced firm red tomatoes, carved into the smooth purple skins of eggplants, and sliced aromatic onions into slivers. one by one, they had added all the ingredients to the bubbling broth. her grandmother had explained every step of preparation and the importance of each ingredient. she had told daniyah how this recipe had been in the family for many generations. in her mind, daniyah pictured her ancestors in long dresses preparing the flavorful stew just as she had done with her grandmother. now, hours later, with the faint smell of garlic still on her fingertips, daniyah smacked her lips in anticipation of this evening’s meal. she knew that her entire family would love it. the sensory language in this passage makes this kitchen appear to be a disorganized mess. a clean environment. a busy and crowded room. a warm and inviting place.