I did not realized I was living in heaven before marriage when my mom used to cook for me. Now that I am married and have to cook for myself and my husband, I sometime wonder why o why do humans need to eat three times a day. It takes so much time away....2 hours of preparing and cooking and all gone in less than 10 minutes (yes, I am a fast eater and don’t chew often).

I still go visit my family once a week if possible and sometimes when I am lucky, my mom will prepare me some food to bring back. Oh the joy! When she said she has steamed a chicken for me, the level of happiness is almost the same as buying a doll that I have wanted or going to Disneyland (yes, I do like to go to Disneyland..not necessary for the rides but for the toys!).

This time she prepared some rice noodles and drunken chicken soup for me to take home. Yum, yum, yum is all I can say. Oh mom..how I miss our arguments and your super delicious food! >___<~~~