My mom spoiling me for my birthday with a homemade paella — pure love on a plate.
Paella is almost done!
Bitcoin Paella poem for mom:
She stirs the rice, the saffron flame,
Like miners chase the block reward game.
A mother's work, no shortcuts, no perk.
Just pure proof of love, proof of work.
In the flames the paella, truth cooks slow,
Like Bitcoin blocks that always glow.
Spoons and hashes, rhythm divine,
One feeds the soul, the other time.
#food #blessed
